This is a song about "Cis male"

But a frowning smile that has overcame it's fears of its own past mistakes

It's harder on a black male, wonder why we inhale, all our family trails,

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Like im a male nurse, check my purse, you know i got big banks,

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

I was a poor white male, still he got the stares, it's twisted,

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit