This is a song about "Ugly weave"

Where you belong with your family

Telling themselves they ugly

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

I love to see a pretty girl making ugly faces

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

But you hate them navel kisses

A teen with ugly braces

Part two and it only gets more ugly,

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Even though im ugly, no seriously they love me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

An explosion on the mic as i weave a woven web of beauty, so seldom does it happen,

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Any future we can weave, and if we leave

And danced around the house in all-over print panties