This is a song about "My beauty"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Why i’m dizzy it’s your beauty

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Blinded by beauty, films, and thick asses,

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Your attention is more than heaven it is beauty from god

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

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

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

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

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free