This is a song about "Acne"

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

On your back like i'm acne, shit your pants like i'm flax seed

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

We pop tags like its acne, passin l's to the backseat

, ssc chillin laughing n bein happy, we just get it poppin like a case of bad acne.

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne

Must be something you want me to see