This is a song about "Jason lau"

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins

A little bit when i spit this cuz i'm lyrically gifted with a few lickety split tricks

Jason voorhees freddy kruger doesnt matter give me more

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Instrumental from lexus, change is what they expected

And make the same face on every play like jason kidd

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Machete to your face, jason

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy