This is a song about "Pretty boy"

Way pretty on the outside

On that red-eyed kush flight

With the pretty little lady

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

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

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

Chasing money in the city of crime

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls