This is a song about "The look on your face"

I'll always see her face when i look to the stars

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

See money talk and these days

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

Say you through will all my foul ways

Poop's flying on a route to your face,

I remember the makeup running down your face

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

And nobody noticed that sunken look on his face

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

You better have your face on your ass.

No one-half and i hate math

But it's hard when i look at your face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back