This is a song about "Mass"

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

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

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

Got you lost in mass amazement it's versus, these verses that's portrayin',

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

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

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Mass quantities of fags come from the wack colonies