This is a song about "Toothless"

I'm ruthless leave your face toothless

By a brotha who was hopeless

I took goldies teeth asap and made him toothless

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Yo, the truth is, you're useless, i leave you toothless for sayin' you're ruthless, shit/

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

Moon a toothless goober proven all you losers kief?

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

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

This makes me be ruthless and knock someone toothless

You beef with me i'll leave you toothless d, i'll bruise you up

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup