This is a song about "Ski marks"

I'm here to make intangible marks like signatures in invisible ink.

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

You haters put up your guards

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Angle these beats like a pentagon

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on