This is a song about "Pretty face"

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

But the thing i miss most is holding my pretty

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Pretty virgin, she's tempting to the pharisees/

With the pretty little lady

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

This rap was pretty shit,

It ain't like that

Yo we get the dank and bounce

You cover your pretty mouth

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Way pretty on the outside