This is a song about "Mass acceleration"

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

My rhymes like a mass distraction weapon

And last but not least please don't tell no one

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

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

My talent should take me places i've never been

So i stepped on the acceleration,

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

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Mass quantities of fags come from the wack colonies

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

The type of shit that causes mass confusion