This is a song about "Troll face"

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

I remember clearly the moment we came face to face

And i got them gold bottles, first place

You should probably fix your face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Look at my daughter's face

Then i bust in her face

Lookin' for these better days

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Say you through will all my foul ways

So i cum in her face