This is a song about "Male"

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

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

Magic city, everything kosher

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

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

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

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

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer