This is a song about "Hell in my face"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Everyday livin in hell and god is my witness

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I stuck my dick in her ass then spat in her face

Never know when i'm in your room and hell comes in my heart with a different climate

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

But now my shakin' hand's in his face with a gat

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Disintegration as i rip my face in-to pieces then weakens

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Face your fate of serving in my servitude

Coming in my face bust the lights out ya system

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them