This is a song about "Bein a"

And when it come to the cash

But two parts each bein half.

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

The people saw the carpet bein' pulled out from beneath,

I'm triumphant like trumpets, yall bein played like a fiddle,

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I'd rather live that nice life then bein' rich and bein' irresponsible,

I got a dollar and a dream

At least for the time bein

I see a young teen

At least for the time bein’

They fasting they won't leave me ate

I don't believe in bein fake

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Others are bein driven crazy