This is a song about "Pretty boy"

What you call hate

Too bad i'm pretty great,

That's probably pretty difficult to comprehend

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Man i'm getting pretty tired

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

Polygamy when ur thirty seems pretty

And all women who had light features, see

Take it from my girlfriend, so pretty,

I be on my dark liquor

I'm really pretty i'm a singer