This is a song about "Caelan mason"

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

A world comsumed by the book of faces

Speeches about terrorism therefore building settlements,

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

Building pyramid and temples its no mistake

The real slim shady's entered the building

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

A chronicled naysaying of a hospital patient, a nautical mason,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

I had you motherfuckers eating salad like a fat bitch

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Of the book of your life