This is a song about "Please say you me in my face"

When i see you in school you barely say anything to me

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Judge me for my color and my race, that crap puts an utter in my face

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

If i faze out in from of you, please don't be mad at me

I laugh in yo face niqqa you got nuttin on me

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Get the fuck off my case, why are you wannabe rappers in my face

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Fuck them, fly together

In you face you look redder