This is a song about "Please fix ya face"

Please put ya lighter’s up

Money i make em buck

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

"please!! rub that #white #thing on my face", you're the gayest folk

Please hold your applause

Imma bite ya face off

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Evicted from eden his seed stealing a fix

In there she stares ya down for her next fix

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

#invisible knifes travel into ya spine, carvin your face into meat

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep