This is a song about "Look at that face"

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Oh look at that wordplay, it's such a killer can bring fame to a no name

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

I dont even know its beyond me, but then i took a look at that scars that

Your face, oh look at it, you're now getting burned

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

That i serve,and look at everything as i observe,

Sometimes i look back at the past, glad that i lasted,

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Look at all this money, ain't that some shit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

You lost as soon as you showed up at the gate with that pussy hole on your face

But it's hard when i look at your face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace