This is a song about "Black slave"

Bossy friend better behave in any weather, pale skin, color of white slave,

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Say you through will all my foul ways

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

The crown ruler is back

We kung-fu that jack black/

Im a slave to this beat /who want beef/

Tina perm your fucking weave

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

You my master i can be your slave

I get that work from my face

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring