This is a song about "Beauty"

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

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

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

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

Let's have a toast for this new love

Blinded by beauty, films, and thick asses,

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.