This is a song about "Ur a slave"

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

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

When you see her scrubbing my floors she looks like a slave to me.

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Puts chains all over your heart and treats you like a slave of many

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

But i'm only a slave to this rap fame, my face scrambled up in a mash,

It'll last for all these crazy days

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

Take a shower cus ur just a scrub

They like talking, its like gossip

Beat you like a slave old time's but i'm wise and i also rhyme i won't

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast