This is a song about "Murder the masses"

Now i'm spewing venom to the masses, outcome's bleak,

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

To all the masses who see the world in blur

The masses, every time our albums are so classic,

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

These variaties appease to the masses

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

I murder you right on the spot

I get my cake; i love hip hop

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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