 The second verse is dedicated to the men. All concerned with his rims and his thims and his women. Him and his men. Come in the club like hooligans. Don't care who they offend. Papa Yang. Let's not pretend. The one that packed pissed out by the waste men. Crystalled by the casements. To the name of this basement. The pretty face men. Claiming that they did a bid man. Need to take care of their three or four kids. Been the face in court case when the child supports late. Money taking heartbreak and now you wonder why women hate men. And the sneaky silent men. The punk men.