This is a song about "Male"

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

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

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Never hate on no one, your blessing’s getting closer

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

Is unsteady. stay down to earth. and be strong as a whole new strength takes

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.