This is a song about "Your beautifl"

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Through all the rain and the pain

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Your gonna gratify

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Been spending most our lives

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.