This is a song about "Tities in my face"

In the face of any heathen believing that he's achieving my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Everyone's laughs in my face, say your prayers, say your grace

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

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

Judge me for my color and my race, that crap puts an utter in my face

Then i bust in her face

Let's face it, i can’t replace

? all white but the phantom is all black

But now my shakin' hand's in his face with a gat

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

I pulled out my mace and sprayed freddy in the face