This is a song about "Cis male"

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 am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Magic city, everything kosher

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

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

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

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

But most times darling the sequel sucks