This is a song about "Bein broke"

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

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

He's bein dragged underwater

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

And i'm convinced we're broke,

Where rules get followed

Don't mean to be impatient

Not just i come to bein the latest

Teach you how to rope a chick

Away from bein an alcoholic,

At least for the time bein

Exclusives, y'all never seen

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

I require more than bein hard