This is a song about "Nose piercing"

Though music keeps to alter nose,

Ain't no women at the shows

Engraved a new route so you piercing punks can stay in your lane,

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Sometimes i wonder what going on beneath my nose

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

I got flows, for rap shows, buddha smoke through my nose,

When tupac was wearing the nose piercing with the curved brim

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

, piercing the skin of ranked lime, as if that meant something

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king