This is a song about "Equal pay"

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

It equal your body but not looking peaceful

When the truth is, i be just tryin’ to make it equal

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Tethered together two people there still not classed as my equal,

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

You succeeded when dreams and reality are almost equal

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

But everything has an equal and opposite reaction