This is a song about "Shooting for your face"

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Poop's flying on a route to your face,

Oops, too late. in goes your face.

Don't you fall from grace

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

You don't want to be shooting for something, and them hold you back and they stand resented...

Rock your face like mountaintops

And mine somewhere bout mars

You should probably fix your face

Slow and steady wins this race

It'll last for all these crazy days

That it remembers the look on your face

I remember the makeup running down your face

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days