This is a song about "Marik mace"

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Can't find the mace in my pocket so i do an about face and

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

To run fast" shit freddy is alive i go to grab the mace and

I pulled out my mace and sprayed freddy in the face

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

And any connotation is viewed many ways

With handfuls of razor blades i'm cleaning you with mace

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

So ill be leaving you with nothing but shoelaces and a face full of acid mace,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Caught the one with the mace dead on his chin

But you never come when you period is five days

The other one was about spray me with mace

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Like an broken can of mace