This is a song about "Your a real beauty"

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

Real eyes realise real lies, everyday i can hear your cries

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

The real result will end with your #funeral, a #skewed #sickle till your #pupils #grow

Be a real cat,rep your ass in the cypher

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Save some, save none at the same time

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

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

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

She can be my sleeping beauty