This is a song about "Beauty"

I just want somebody i can see

Why i’m dizzy it’s your beauty

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

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

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

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

An explosion on the mic as i weave a woven web of beauty, so seldom does it happen,

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

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline