This is a song about "Pimple face"

I throw blows right at the face

Let's face it, i can’t replace

You should probably fix your face

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

But, still got a smiling face

It'll last for all these crazy days

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

Don't you fall from grace

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

And these groupies hopin i show face,

And any connotation is viewed many ways

U ain't good to stand in ma face,

Move like i’m walking with an open case