This is a song about "Beauty"

She can be my sleeping beauty

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

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

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

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

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

I suggest you stay away from the factory

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

I’m the beast and you’re the beauty

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three