This is a song about "New face of faul"

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

So let me re-frame like a old picture wit a new face

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

But i know i see better days

All hard days of my life i face..

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Im the queen of new orleans

Across the face of the earth

Bored of the shooters

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

In the face of the outside.

Shotgun in the drop made a right

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

This is a new episode of a new chapter