Masthead

Devil on the prowl LIKE A PIMP in a pinky ring

sellin' supple dreams looking James Dean super clean

but pull off the veil through though hella prayer and some fastin'

you will see the world is acting and your built to out last him

we were molded and casted to take his story and blast it.

he faced death and 3 days later surpassed it

walked in to the party and crashed it

and he was like

you forgot i was the masthead

not even half dead

I concurred death back when big homie laz was past dead

I GOT A MOB feed,

spirit led

with 2 fish and five bread

So now I ask my self why I see 5 dead

On the boob tube, the black cube, its like the signs said

Don't climb in the wide bed, use the narrow one instead