This is a song about "Beauty girl"

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

My sleeping beauty will probably never wake,

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

Start forgetting, beauty fades, you can't explain

She can be my sleeping beauty

Hopin' that my niggas see

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

But five years from now i bet she see

#pg-13, rhymes are a #beast, looking at #beauty,

An explosion on the mic as i weave a woven web of beauty, so seldom does it happen,

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run