This is a song about "Nose hairs"

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

I remember, i remember when i was a snot nose

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

You stole from me from under my nose

(keep going and you'll need another nose)

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Here they keep a rachet close

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

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