This is a song about "Slave work"

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

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

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

You my master i can be your slave

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

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Unassertive pussies cant keep work

And rise up and rebel against these forces like slave attacks,

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance