This is a song about "Mass"

And still a nigga made it here

Spread the word, i got the mass appeal

Ghost in the hook so real

I got that mass appeal

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

Who got mass appeal,and have homos like you for meal

This is like love, that you can never get

Im a mass murderer of this shit

Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass

See her man face-to-face through the glass

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Amazing we've embraced a total mass incarceration

But it was mass time, all on jesus land, almost too strange

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage