This is a song about "Get out of my face"

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Kids in the wildy get the fuck out of my way

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

When i pull out my cock, and slap her in the face.

And get out of my light,

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Git out my face looking boy

But that's it in my legion so shut the fuck up and get out of my region

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Get outta my face, looking boy

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

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

Move like i’m walking with an open case

All hard days of my life i face..