This is a song about "Masses"

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

To the majority masses blinded by the presidents,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Face it bastards, this rap is a verbal joystick that i use to dictate the masses

Make music for the masses, but still aim for the bases,

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

Controlling crowds in the masses like i got a magic wand in my hand

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Who knew words could influence the masses

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

The masses, every time our albums are so classic,

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

By the masses, who chose to leave you as they crest towards the pinnacle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Were titans clashin, slashin, and mashin the masses