This is a song about "Vern bloc"

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

And the mass of my tec will cause massive effect

Or not u're exclusde from the party online

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

But it was mass time, all on jesus land, almost too strange

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

Cold as the snow season, below freezing, peace brother,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

When they here today what you say to them

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

My body she startin to feel

Hopin' when this bread get here

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

Its amazing what a click of camera lense can captures