This is a song about "Myres mask"

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

Mask on.....im....bout to jack yall like a tire change..best around,

Or i'll come break ya back dressed up in a jason mask,

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

The guy was in a masquerade mask, and she came late,

Dumb hillbilly backwoods hicks, trying to mask our past,

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game

A reality/ 16 years or smoking dope to mask my pain/

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

Under my leather mask ugly bastard to never be matched