This is a song about "Patchy face"

Plottin' don’t even worry

Face palming poverty/

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

In home staring at my face

Baby, you got that super bass

Yeah hail mary full of grace

U ain't good to stand in ma face,

I miss the better days

Its all over your face

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

But i know i see better days

All over like a bukkake face

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave