This is a song about "Viking slave"

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

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

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 remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

No matter who gon' show up i make em move over

Lookin' for these better days

You my master i can be your slave

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

Modern day slave shit / mistakes but there's no way to erase it

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

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

People who were mean to me, my slave, in chains, admitting they were clowns

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds