It's harder on a black male, wonder why we inhale, all our family trails,
Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates
I was a poor white male, still he got the stares, it's twisted,
My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands
Like im a male nurse, check my purse, you know i got big banks,
We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts
And finally, everyone got their own problems
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner
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