This is a song about "Face down"

You're that secret place

Then i bust in her face

He set up a challenge and backed down cause he's scared to face me

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

I remember the makeup running down your face

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

But then he felt a hand on his shoulder he looks over, tears fall down his face as he said

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

Face palming poverty/

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Give him daps tears rollin down my face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

He spit in my face 'n sprints down the street while its raining.

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king