This is a song about "Horse masks"

I gallop on a six legged horse dressed in steel and blood,

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

The horse lied, i've got an odd mind

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

At your cap like masks are on, axes like we're aztecs,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Facin' time, in time i'll have nothin' to face like jason masks,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

My dick hung like a horse

Kirko paint her walls