This is a song about "Male"

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

So i can understand police victims

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

Leave it to the greats, this comeback elevates me to the level of bill gates/

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

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

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

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

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands