This is a song about "Poker face"

All over like a bukkake face

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Caught in a maze

Its all over your face

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

You should probably fix your face

Face palming poverty/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But she took it in his place

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Like a poker game, make no mistake, i show restraint?

Slow and steady wins this race

Look at my daughter's face