This is a song about "Masks"

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Facin' time, in time i'll have nothin' to face like jason masks,

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

In broad day and no masks for this attack

At your cap like masks are on, axes like we're aztecs,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

The last from da assholes wearin masks, i also got dead accuracy so if you listen

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Walking around hiding behind masks

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease