This is a song about "Beauty"

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

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

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

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

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Your attention is more than heaven it is beauty from god

Ya beauty divine, ironic cause that dont even match whats inside

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy