This is a song about "Leather face"

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

Or whether its tuscan leather, as long as i'm together

Face palming poverty/

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Muffled from the outside weather by this literary leather

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Their leather seats in the two-door mustang shit…

Double m-g not to mention we got that

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Weatherproof as leather shoes, we sever through you rookies

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face