This is a song about "Hiding again"

Walking around hiding behind masks

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Paper planes, long flights

Your balls hiding in their whites

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Alright we're back again, pop gats again

Shit, we don't believe none of them

I'll dab again again again

His depression never ceases but he keeps hiding it well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

And get it again and again