This is a song about "Your is face"

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Machete to your face, jason

Is it a face with such grace your blessed?

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

I ain't tryna diss you

Until your face turns blue

They may be real to your face

And i just love your flashy ways

I remember the makeup running down your face

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave