This is a song about "Wastemans in my face"

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Your face, the feel of you in my arms i can't

I pulled out my mace and sprayed freddy in the face

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

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

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

From the words you hurled in my face

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

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Get the fuck off my case, why are you wannabe rappers in my face

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

When i pull out my cock, and slap her in the face.