This is a song about "Way to hide your face"

Call all my gangsta homies to help me restructure your face.

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Then i struggled to bust straight / missed your mums face

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

//i ain't got nothin' to hide

Walk blind into a line or fight

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Wanting to run away and hide

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

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

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

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