This is a song about "Face"

Then i bust in her face

But i'm not in the first place

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Its all over your face

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

My niggas never block, i think i'm barry sanders

It'll last for all these crazy days

Slow and heavy, taking blunts to the face.

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Face palming poverty/

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

Haven't slept for days

I throw blows right at the face

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