This is a song about "Jason s fat fucking face"

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Cos he have a fucking large face he's abnormal

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

You shouldn't have used my face for punching bag you fucking fag,

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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