This is a song about "Forbidden facial"

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Heavens stuck and trapped, inside my facial expressions

Spittin written and forbidden lines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I could tell from what that classmate told me and from your facial expressions

I am forbidden to speak about what i was spoken

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Until they see a forbidden fruit that looks awesome but lethal//

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

These lyrics that i spit out to these rappers are forbidden fruit,