This is a song about "Beautiful people"

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

Writing beautiful tales of our adventures

Deep meaning, just got into something,my rap making beautiful,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Don't pretend that we're beautiful

Shout out them strippers who hustle

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

With beautiful music, just like him.

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Ma got thick thighs and a beautiful smile

Aren't you somethin' to admire

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful