This is a song about "My face when"

And blood splattered all over my face.

Say you through will all my foul ways

It'll last for all these crazy days

I might have this pistol to my face,

That puts that smile on my face

Slow and steady wins this race

See money talk and these days

Masked by my buzz, fuck savin' face,

Get outta my face, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

When i couldn't see your face at all.

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Give him daps tears rollin down my face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

Inhalation my face is numb from