This is a song about "You start face down"

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

You never saw the government on this face

I remember the makeup running down your face

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Now what you got to say to face,

Thinking of bliss and the good days

I remember the makeup running down your face

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

You start just racing and pacing and you wait for the start,

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Give him daps tears rollin down my face

Henny in my cup don't need no chase