This is a song about "An ugly face"

Be woken up and face it, that y'all got ugly faces

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I am the dame who breaks the face of her mate who became an ogre

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

We just slapped the ugly rat.

Ain't even tryna hold back

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Part two and it only gets more ugly,

With the ugly kardashian

And my niggas all the same

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Can't find the mace in my pocket so i do an about face and

Judge me for my color and my race, that crap puts an utter in my face

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case