This is a song about "Pretty eyes"

I was pretty nervous and sort of embarrassed

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

But the thing i miss most is holding my pretty

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Pretty happy with where i live

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Offer ecstasy to pretty strangers next to me

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Take it from my girlfriend, so pretty,

Of course they all hate

Too bad i'm pretty great,

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

Disrespecting me is pretty motherfucking foolish

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

And cooperate you pretty little flowers