This is a song about "Pretty felicia"

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Take it from my girlfriend, so pretty,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

That's probably pretty difficult to comprehend

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

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

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

With the pretty little lady

I’m a hustla, baby