This is a song about "Beauty"

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

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

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I’m the beast and you’re the beauty

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

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

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,

Where every recipient, property of the state

My sleeping beauty will probably never wake,

Why i’m dizzy it’s your beauty

But five years from now i bet she see