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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

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

Then jump back in that mini van, double back to his block and blam i ain't backing down for nothing

Is paralyzed//one eye on your bitch the other eye on the prize//the fucking

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

I looked her right in the eye and asked her just what she thought of me

President says it was imminent, i don't believe in the syndicate of the eye

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Tears that our fore fathers cry

The vertex and the third eye

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Must be something you want me to see

I’m the beast and you’re the beauty