This is a song about "Masks"

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

In broad day and no masks for this attack

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Walking around hiding behind masks