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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

With this fake smile upon my face. (like a mask?)

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Man i'm mankind, just without the mask.

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Clear a path as i bypass blowing hash out a gas mask

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

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Death in the eyes and took off his mask just to find my face staring back me.

Put the purp in the blunt

It’s time i leave this slump,

I've been in a slump but now i gotta blast off.

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because