This is a song about "A pretty girl"

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

You're coming up pretty short, just like a garden gnome

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

You say that i’m a faggot but it’s pretty ironic

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Did i get a hit? i'm pretty fucking sure of it

A pair of pretty made up baby blue cold steel staring surprise

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for