This is a song about "Male"

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

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

Leave it to the greats, this comeback elevates me to the level of bill gates/

Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

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

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my 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

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