This is a song about "Face tattoos"

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

She can hear a voice with no face

You should probably fix your face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

But she took it in his place

And spunked in the face

No snapbacks, no tattoos y'all heard how he said cash rules?

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

And blood splattered all over my face.

Give players plenty space

My words rupture your face

But i know i see better days

All over like a bukkake face