This is a song about "Far nose"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

(keep going and you'll need another nose)

To a land far far away

Struggling first class, headed for the runway

She prayed on me passing that bar

Originated somewhere really far

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You know im the shit boy you better hold ya nose.

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

You stole from me from under my nose

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

He's way too fucking busy snorting coke up his nose?