This is a song about "Male"

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 am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

All drinks on me like a fuckin' coaster

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

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

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

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

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.