This is a song about "Your gorgeous"

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

I'll never call you bitch again

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

But thats okay, because she's gorgeous

J. cole's her ghost writer

Your on fire.. your on fire

Baby girl your just so gorgeous when your hopeless

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

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

She likes the way it hits her lips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,