This is a song about "Beauty"

I am ryu-like to the fiend

Snow white the beauty, i'm the beast,

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

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

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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

Your beauty was as resourceful as a river

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Blinded by beauty, films, and thick asses,