This is a song about "Be"

Throw your gun in tha air

I'll always be there, be there

I'll be who i want to be i'll be who i need to be

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Exhale the best lyricist to be

You faggot just pretending to be

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Hopin' that my niggas see

Telling you what i'm finnah be,

So you'll be thor and i'll be odin

Something wicked this way come

What a solution could be,

I reel them in, goadomes on see