This is a song about "Male"

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

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

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

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

In fact, my hat is in tact with the fubu pull over

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

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