This is a song about "Being 20alon"

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Plans consist of being successful

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Only real niggas stay on top

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

She never ready to go so she forever come

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Im tired of being slepted on

For going on being

I'm the sushi king

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit