This is a song about "Facial"

Let's pretend he never was judged on facial traits,

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

So it’s a hard knock life, pray to jesus, fuck your facial features,

Through ya facial cartilage,

Now you speaking my language

But hay-girl, will you be my playgirl? lemme give ya a facial,

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

We're like facial hair, i've got a full beard to my waist

That attacked people on the basis of they facial traits,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Facial expression remains the same,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Heavens stuck and trapped, inside my facial expressions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips