This is a song about "Lovely"

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Girl you got a lovely outer surface

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

You're my lovely angel right out of the fuckin heavens.

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

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

If they think i'm a make a fucking sequel to recovery, how lovely to think that,

What do you want me to say? your a lovely little liar.

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

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

She is oh so lovely with eyes that have such a loving stare

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Chorus: i wanna chill (chill) on sugar hill (its so lovely, so lovely)