This is a song about "Shooting for your face"

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Oops, too late. in goes your face.

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

I'll call a installer for your broken face

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

"they aren't suiting" he said, missing shots for the stars like he's shooting for bed

Say you through will all my foul ways

My words rupture your face

I remember the makeup running down your face

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze