This is a song about "Different faces"

I'll have you making dozens of faces.

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

I'm way too contagious, sick, and i spread hate to they faces,

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

I'm different yea i'm different

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

There's no color just faces

And i ain't never plan to be famous

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

I love to see a pretty girl making ugly faces

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

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I might as well just smack your faces

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Or know them testament verses

All new faces, leave no traces