This is a song about "My nose"

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You like my lines like a bloody nose

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

My lines pick me up more green than an addict’s nose,

(keep going and you'll need another nose)

This is love, nothing else close

We love for a while then a light goes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Hanging ma' nose up like runnin' horns,baring my teeth at those who roar.

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I'll say bitch please you just another itch in my nose that makes me sneeze achoo hoe,