This is a song about "Pepper and her face"

Ima go until my arm's sore

Who shows her face no more

Shake me and i'll whack back like the fizz of doctor pepper

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

She pulled away and i ripped her whole face off, like travolta did to nicholas cage.

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

And make her fall on her face and

It's late and you stuck in my basement

See her man face-to-face through the broken glass//

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Salt and pepper, and never even changed an old sweater.

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Tears runnin' down her face and her make up

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Aimed directly at his face, her face bled with dismantled despair.