This is a song about "Black beauty"

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

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Blinded by beauty, films, and thick asses,

That scary love, never get married love

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

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Where the black girls get their weaves back

The villian’s back and venom black

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

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

I promise i'mma call you back

Who happens to be black

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

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

Top dropped down, black on black

This is why her nigga mad