This is a song about "Ski masking"

I love the way you're standing

Spawned, unsolved, soldiers he's masking/

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

Confusion, moonlit masking that i'm fused in/