This is a song about "Male"

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

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

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

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

Two thousand and one years after the king came new salvation gave risen the grave

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

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

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that