This is a song about "Riding my face"

Lights will flash, cars will crash

40 on my face, getting cash

Give him daps tears rollin down my face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

In home staring at my face

Baby, you got that super bass

And i got them gold bottles, first place

And blood splattered all over my face.

And blood splattered all over my face.

Move like i’m walking with an open case

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

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

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Written riding my spaceship

Well, i can handle that