This is a song about "Am i pretty"

But i don't know no hood nigga that's a chemist

I was pretty nervous and sort of embarrassed

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I try to sound dope, but my rhymes are pretty sickly

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

In this present , i can say life is pretty pleasant.

Now that it's on the track i guess it sounds pretty sick

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

I love to see a pretty girl making ugly faces

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Just kidding i hate pretty much everything but you

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'm pretty sure i should of died, my altered state of mind

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind