This is a song about "Slave trade"

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

We came.. way too far pretty baby

You my master i can be your slave

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I fabricated a slave, who assassinated the brave,