This is a song about "Pretty flacko"

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

With the pretty little lady

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

She say i make her shiver

This rap was pretty shit,

In the midst of a fire pit

Polygamy when ur thirty seems pretty

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Too bad i'm pretty great,

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

And all women who had light features, see

But the thing i miss most is holding my pretty

February cold as my heart

Ive got it pretty hard