This is a song about "Mask hidden identity"

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

When i find a mask practical

Dare i mention where i'm hidden

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

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

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

But five years from now i bet she see

31. an unknown identity,

You would definitely be able to retain your identity

And i don't wanna be a human, treat me like an entity

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Defer to pistols hidden in convertibles

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My identity thrown up top, primarily,

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

With this fake smile upon my face. (like a mask?)