This is a song about "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder"

In the corner of my eye, i saw a pair of polka dot underwear

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Still nobody cared, you could see by the look in his eye,

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

The vertex and the third eye

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Rapist looked me in the eye and said i unsung,

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

In the corner of my eye, pairs of polka dot underwear

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there