This is a song about "Beauty"

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

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

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

Girl your beauty ain’t lying, boy you’re king like a lion

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,