This is a song about "Beauty"

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

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

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

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

Start forgetting, beauty fades, you can't explain

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Your beauty was as resourceful as a river

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

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