This is a song about "Cookie face"

But your nothin' but a cookie cutter, no tone, no throne, you're an amature and it shows

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Then i bust in her face

Looking for them better days

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Talkin shit all up in ur face

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Looka the way the cookie crumbles... its heading you way.

Its all over your face

And pray for better days

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Got me gaga, no poker face