This is a song about "Mass"

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

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

And the mass of my tec will cause massive effect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I break the mass majority for riches

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

It ain't about black or white cause we human

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Your efforts will suffer mass compression by me

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Amazing we've embraced a total mass incarceration