This is a song about "Male"

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

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

You was just a little smaller but you still roller

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

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

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates

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

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger