This is a song about "Ski masks"

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

In broad day and no masks for this attack

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies

The last from da assholes wearin masks, i also got dead accuracy so if you listen

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

At your cap like masks are on, axes like we're aztecs,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Walking around hiding behind masks

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Facin' time, in time i'll have nothin' to face like jason masks,

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

And i'mma show you how the south was won

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on