This is a song about "Roman nose"

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

I got flows, for rap shows, buddha smoke through my nose,

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

Mustache and a big nose,

Here they keep a rachet close

And these shape-shifting hoes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose

Though music keeps to alter nose,

Big homie hov said i am close

Sweat from their pores, foam from the mouth and nose

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most