This is a song about "Pretty girls"

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

I was pretty nervous and sort of embarrassed

That's probably pretty difficult to comprehend

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

My only cure is pretty girls who gon let me peep

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Let's enjoy our younger years

But got love for them girls

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

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

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

Too bad i'm pretty great,

Im washin off another plate

Or let the mob handle that

This rap was pretty shit,