This is a song about "Your face is uggly"

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I miss the better days

They may be real to your face

Until your face turns blue

And while you doin you

Shut your face before this vase is glass

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Poop's flying on a route to your face,

I remember the makeup running down your face

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Now keep it silent or we will get violent it looks like your face is turning violet,

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit