This is a song about "Pretty and sad"

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

And you are not around like black fathers

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Your rapping is tragically sad and you have to go practice

And i ain't in alaska so this shit was pretty sketchy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

I spit what i feel and that's quite sad

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Pretty and i'm honest, in a pretty little ho's nest/

We're both pretty young still, so we'll just wait and see

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

And too me that's whats so damn sad

When love comes callin', don’t look back