This is a song about "A beauty"

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,

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

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Your attention is more than heaven it is beauty from god

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

My sleeping beauty will probably never wake,

Start forgetting, beauty fades, you can't explain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

He went from moving that corner