This is a song about "Samantha and jason"

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Machete to your face, jason

A beast that's what i am, with incredible beats no one could match.

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Can’t you see just how long my run

There's a war with this nigga jason

Social conditioning and

And get caught, in the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold