This is a song about "Mass"

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Denying the mass of rapper i've left dodging my wrath

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

But as time passes, mass minds crash and lack climb

Amazing we've embraced a total mass incarceration

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

You're witnessing a mass-occur like you're watching a church gathering

Your efforts will suffer mass compression by me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

It was mass time, all on jesus land, almost seemed too strange

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup