This is a song about "Beauty killer"

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

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

I'ma murder anyone that comes near me. call me serial killer

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

She ain't know i was a killer

Little white boy, shoutout mac miller

What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake gucci

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

What them tippers don't see

Why i’m dizzy it’s your beauty

Start forgetting, beauty fades, you can't explain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane