This is a song about "Pretty on fleek"

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

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

So pretty much are you still their

Turn around and then you flip your hair

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Disrespecting me is pretty motherfucking foolish

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

You cover your pretty mouth

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Now that it's on the track i guess it sounds pretty sick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day