This is a song about "Pretty on fleek"

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

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

Now on the surface you seem like a pretty good rapper,

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

You are pretty miffed your bitch is pissed your prioritize on a new list you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

That happiness isn't buried on tv screen with pretty models

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

But pretty soon they'll understand

Unify them, mob through, take over and