This is a song about "Horse masks"

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

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Cause ur face is manly, like a horse, yelling nay

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Maybe using an untapped source or just beating that dead horse

I used to ride the iron horse, and that was the train,

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Walking around hiding behind masks