This is a song about "Leather jackset"

Under my leather mask ugly bastard to never be matched

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Spies are my brethren, stand with the leather skin,

Now imma hit this beat like pow everybody's eye's open and they say wow

Everything is better now, whether or not you're only leather now/

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

He's buying me leather

You gon' tip her

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for