This is a song about "Fuck face"

But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Face palming poverty/

Come on this journey

Masked by my buzz, fuck savin' face,

This is no trial, this a closed case

You dread me like im haitian, get the fuck up out my face son

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

I'm smashing and slashing your face. what the fuck are you up to?

I miss the better days

Its all over your face