This is a song about "Money in your face"

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Lay back and eat steak, as i watch your mother get fucked in the face

Covered in blood from top to waist raped missing all of your face/

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Smile in your face, while they handing out silver's

Pa skillin we on a roll like thick strippers

Put your face in a book

From hollywood to the hood

Demon spittin fire in your face with these flames that scorch

It was hot in the kitchen can i wait on the porch

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

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

We getting money, you can face the facts