This is a song about "Brace face"

Brace for impact, error syntax, percolate synapses

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

But, still got a smiling face

Looking for them better days

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Brace hard for impact and a new sensation

But make sure if they do see

Face palming poverty/