This is a song about "Beautiful smoke"

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

See you tomorrow beautiful

Beautiful nightmares must come true

You good man, we don't want you

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Motivated just from being broke

I smoke on the best smoke

Trust me boys, that's not "what makes you beautiful"

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

With beautiful music, just like him.

When you ain't got no education

I thought i recognized her

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Writing beautiful tales of our adventures