This is a song about "1940 s gender conventions"

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

S on my chest like a superman vest

But i can only love you when you undressed

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

S queezys very bold

All this paper i fold

You're bruce jenner, confused with your true gender so you freaking run

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

No body knows your gender u ain't a man

Black fours red drop head doors

Now im doing cannon balls

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Trying hard to speak and