This is a song about "Hell in my face"

Either way i'm trapped in a hell that celebrates my sweet decay

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Coming in my face bust the lights out ya system

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

The closest i've ever been in hell was expanding my lungs

Give players plenty space

From the words you hurled in my face

My fist will meet your face, beatin meat in her face, dont fuck wit people

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Judge me for my color and my race, that crap puts an utter in my face

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

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

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase