This is a song about "Male"

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes

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

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

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

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

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