This is a song about "A smart pretty girl"

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I'm all talk, a smart ass wit tall socks,

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

She's a sweetheart, smart, scarred, all from the start.

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I was makeing room for a pretty nigga in the future,

But at least we're smart enough to wear a rubber "glove".

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

So i eye a thick pretty waist

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

Grab that knife, go on a boulevard, kill every one there, and to be smart

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart