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

I remember the makeup running down your face

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Looking for them better days

But it's hard when i look at your face

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

They say that i never cease to amaze

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

You lost as soon as you showed up at the gate with that pussy hole on your face

I can see the haters face when i look into there faces

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And nobody noticed that sunken look on his face

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

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

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

It'll last for all these crazy days

That it remembers the look on your face