This is a song about "Beauty"

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

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Your attention is more than heaven it is beauty from god

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

When i’m looking in the mirror

Ya beauty divine, ironic cause that dont even match whats inside

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

Looks are exalted; just don't let your beauty fall.

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key