This is a song about "Mass"

Here i go again, falling in love

I break the mass majority for riches

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Mass quantities of fags come from the wack colonies

I got that mass appeal

And still a nigga made it here

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

And keep my account the same way…fuck outta here

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Your efforts will suffer mass compression by me

Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

It's all good, finna dog that

Im a mass murderer of this shit