This is a song about "Get out my face"

I've been working out my tongue to get the words out quick

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

I pulled out my mace and sprayed freddy in the face

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Take you to my basement, get some scotch tape to wrap ya face with

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

So baby let me get my dick out

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Get the fuck off my case, why are you wannabe rappers in my face

Bitch get out my face and let me preach

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Face me youlle come second get lessened, by my esscence, n reckless methods

Those lines are already better than yours, but i'll write more just for the kicks