This is a song about "Male"

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

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

But a frowning smile that has overcame it's fears of its own past mistakes

Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

And that i spent the night with her

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

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

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

The day has come, dipset remains the ones