This is a song about "Death to men"

I wont forget about all the men forced to pick cotton and

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

On family day, i'm made to play, 'till ignorant men fade away,

Spending her time with him i guess

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

Praying to gods the white men made, it's from the last invasion,

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Fuckin call him a faggot, he's attracted to men

Don't know how it's like to be raped by men in prison

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

My fuckin second verse is over,being too small,rapping to death