This is a song about "Slave"

Slave to do all the chores / eleven years old and contemplating

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Im lost in this world a masterless slave

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

And now as i sit debating waiting im a slave and intimidating

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

After this ill make you my slave,

I get that work from my face

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

You don't work you are a slave my work is jesus's gift to me, baby see

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Cause you are. you must be a slave that what you are that sucks on cocks and

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I'm a slave to my own rage, no blonde in this world is safe.

Telling me i'm adequate and i deserve to work like a slave,

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face