This is a song about "Faces"

Driven their faces right into them

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I love to see a pretty girl making ugly faces

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Here i go again, searching for love

A world comsumed by the book of faces

It's like i've got a twisted neck with the coldest faces,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

She can make a pimp fall in love

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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