This is a song about "Facial hair"

Heavens stuck and trapped, inside my facial expressions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Throw your money in the air

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Through ya facial cartilage,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

That attacked people on the basis of they facial traits,

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

Facial expression remains the same,

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Then get a homeless dog to give you a facial

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

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves