This is a song about "Ski mask the slump god"

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

You strap on the cape 'n mask, trying to end the joker's laugh.

Long as she come to me first

God of the underworld

I hope that the man behind that mask would come out from the glass/

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

The dark knight's in this bitch without the mask and cape

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

But life is the blame game , nothing else can mask my pain.

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

The one behind the mask no one ever sees

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies