This is a song about "Beauty"

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

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Looks are exalted; just don't let your beauty fall.

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Run for cover and return fire

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

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

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

Why i’m dizzy it’s your beauty

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

Never really been into the ice

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

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