This is a song about "Mash"

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Mash ém, stab ém, surround their death with masses

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

But i wont be playin catch up or gettin mash up,

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

When i'd rest my head in your lap watching mash

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Splice and mash, bite the cash, imagine if all rap was wack,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

But i'm only a slave to this rap fame, my face scrambled up in a mash,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Don't believe me, just watch

I’m a mash ya bitch wed ma porch