This is a song about "Acne"

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

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.

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Must be something you want me to see

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne

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

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

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

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see