This is a song about "Beauty love"

He told me i'm the ruler of his world, but my beauty is hard to measure

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Looks are exalted; just don't let your beauty fall.

Your beauty was as resourceful as a river

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Seeing your beauty in person, i'd give anything to be able to do that.

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

See that's the beauty of it, why i love it, that's the grand design,