This is a song about "Mass relays"

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

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

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

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Your efforts will suffer mass compression by me

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Knocked a blue belt pastor at mass tried to get me to sing

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

And i got some mass appeal but i neva gave a fuck

I break the mass majority for riches

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was