This is a song about "Be"

There'll be friends and there'll be foes

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Telling you what i'm finnah be,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Wonder what my fate'll be

On they twitter writing novels, see

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

You faggot just pretending to be

All i want is you baby

How fucked up it can be,

Be fucking specific

Pose, click, pose, click