This is a song about "Ur a slave"

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I fabricated a slave, who assassinated the brave,

Then u started saying ur a mess

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

"you are my slave now, cook me up a fucking meal." (hahaha) *evil laugh*

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

He got owned like a slave it'll happen to you if you misbehave

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

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

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

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

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury