Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce
As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss
Spreading that gospel sauce!
And of course, my car's off course
Private plane, my seat recline
Roast under a sauce of wine.
When she sees me she might have babies
Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees
They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked
Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement
After this battle you'll be havin to retire
Specially equities, reckon we smile
Because i'll eat yo babies
Got her going down, no teeth
They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs
Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce
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