This is a song about "Mask and wig"

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Hopes you slip off your path and lies behind its mask with a jeering

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

The actual bitch of a person that hides behind my forever mask

Two white cups and i got that drank

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

I'm your biggest nightmare and there's no hero with a mask and cape

Cut your wig off, barber

Took the van, went snatch her