This is a song about "Marik mace"

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

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

Caught the one with the mace dead on his chin

In a collision, i see their ambition

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

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

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

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Spray your face with mace till you start to see space

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Anger on your sly shit face spray that shit with mace throw you in your case this

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Id fight you but you'd probably use mace, incase you didn't know,

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow