This is a song about "Googled your mom in the face"

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

In the face of the outside.

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Crack your back in 3 put you fast asleep kick u in the face

Now take place in the face of your plan

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Oops, too late. in goes your face.

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

In the face of the outside.

My uncle pulled me to the side

I remember the makeup running down your face

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways