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

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Bro look at your face its a disgrace, to humanity, you look like you hit third

I remember the makeup running down your face

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

You never saw the government on this face

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Lets give your face a new look, ill take a photo, itll be on the front paper

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

So when they find you they see the expression on your face

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Look me in the face, this is a serious case.

Unless when you look at the mirror on your door

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for