This is a song about "Ugly boys"

Its okay she fucking ugly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

We just slapped the ugly rat.

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

You ugly fuck,forget beyonce,target duck daisy

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Simply out of this world by choice

I burst in the game dress the scene so ugly

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Yo so ugly, that a zombie looked attractive

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this