This is a song about "Male"

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

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

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

Bossy friend better behave in any weather, pale skin, color of white slave,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

So i can understand police victims

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

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

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit