This is a song about "No face"

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

You scared to show face like anonymous poster on this site with no name.

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Cause you no longer safe, so go hide yow face

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

No time but not by a gun in, the face see the way that i pace

To a place where no one knows your face, hoping for better days

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

No offense ya bitch taking balls to the face like bowling pins

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

I'm done with this diss, no face to save in this place,

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Then i bust in her face

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days