This is a song about "Beauty"

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

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

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

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

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,