This is a song about "Beauty"

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

Start forgetting, beauty fades, you can't explain

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I’m the beast and you’re the beauty

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

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

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

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

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

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But five years from now i bet she see

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

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