This is a song about "Far nose"

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose

I remember when i was a snot nose

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Sometimes i wonder what going on beneath my nose

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And my niggas say

Or maybe far away

The engine in back of my car

Originated somewhere really far

You like my lines like a bloody nose

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Sweat from their pores, foam from the mouth and nose