This is a song about "Ive got a spotty face"

Got me gaga, no poker face

I miss the better days

She got a face to die for talking grim reaper

I stayed away from reading the plain dealer

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Resorted to the former, got clowned like a pie in the face

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Her face like she just got maze, she screaming at a lifeless body wake

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Snitches here don't got no heart

Ive got it pretty hard

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Ive got a mysterious mind its undefined

Breakdancing to melle mel

Man ive been through a living hell