This is a song about "Pimple face"

Its all over your face

Just know that i'm always

Haven't slept for days

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

And these groupies hopin i show face,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Slow and steady wins this race

But, still got a smiling face

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

So i could again be face to face with my jodi,

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Face palming poverty/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Pop you like pimple/ codiene fucking with my mental

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level