This is a song about "Rage faces"

Down on the page, laced with rage,

When i pull up in that candy range

Looking at these faces

Is there any love

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

And i doubt that ever change

I'm abstrakt, destroyer of names and faces

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Simply rage and youthful exuberance

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Simply rage and youthful exuberance

Ive been livin with rage

Magic city a lil bit of change