This is a song about "Acne"

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

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

, 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

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

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak