This is a song about "To face oepol"

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I remember clearly the moment we came face to face

People step up to me i'll just blow smoke in your face

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Slow and heavy, taking blunts to the face.

And i just love your flashy ways

Head to toe, face and feet,

For the low that nine cheap

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

My wicked ways i wish for no one to face.

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

It made me depressed, and i confess, i lied to your face,

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

Unless you want me to take this bar to your face?