This is a song about "Jason macfagson"

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I'ma pack a mac when i crack your back. wear a jason mask and shoot a

Jason voorhees freddy kruger doesnt matter give me more

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Or i'll come break ya back dressed up in a jason mask,

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

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

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

And make the same face on every play like jason kidd

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

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

Why don't you just get a little taste baby