This is a song about "Male"

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

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

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

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

The only time i flirt with her

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

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

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

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