This is a song about "Your pretty face"

Its all over your face

But i know i see better days

You cover your pretty mouth

My garage full of cars that bounce

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I remember the makeup running down your face

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Making me cry everytime i see your face,

But i'm not in the first place

My words rupture your face

Machete to your face, jason

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

That it remembers the look on your face

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith