This is a song about "Air mass"

My rhymes like a mass distraction weapon

In earth, as it is in heaven

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Hopin' when this bread get here

Spread the word, i got the mass appeal

I got something you've been waiting for

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair