This is a song about "Marriage intimacy gender media"

I don't know your gender

That damier bag i bought her

Yet the media hides it,

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Media tells constant lies and repeats them in loops

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Media circulation only inspires evacuation

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

The media brainwashed me , and i believed it/