This is a song about "Mass and volume"

Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

South sex? bet i will but not me i just collect the bill i got a hot chick and mass

I break the mass majority for riches

Here i go again, searching for love

Pop another volume

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

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

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

My rhymes like a mass distraction weapon

Spread the word, i got the mass appeal

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

You shoulda listened to the sounds of the rappad mass and let another loss just pass.

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass