This is a song about "Marty face"

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

Part of me though, is searching for answers

In home staring at my face

I miss the better days

You're that secret place

Im lookin at her face

And i just love your flashy ways

Got me gaga, no poker face

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

I remember clearly the moment we came face to face

Thats not some marty shit thats martyr going marvelous

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

But, still got a smiling face