This is a song about "Am the pretty boy from arima"

The metropolis horizon from this view seems pretty bland

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

But the boy from underground was feeling as though his feet were above the sky

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

But the thing i miss most is holding my pretty

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I got a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Way pretty on the outside

Babyits whatever you like

Standing onstage defined by the cheer i am receiving from mankind,

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe