This is a song about "Cant feel my face"

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

U cant feel my pain but hear about it in my words

And you should see my face

Caught in a maze

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Till i cant remember my name

I might have this pistol to my face,

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

This is no trial, this a closed case

Masked by my buzz, fuck savin' face,

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

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

You're that secret place

Look at my daughter's face

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Prayin for the world, cause i feel like i cant help