This is a song about "Being a butt"

Tell them niggas they sleeping

I believed in a higher being.

Too afraid of being a loser

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Put that pussy on a petiole and her butt on trial,

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

A childhood being suppressed,

Now move a little bit to the left

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

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that