This is a song about "Being a new yorker"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I believed in a higher being.

A childhood being depressed,

Carol city or was it the west

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

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

I'm a new man with a new attitude

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Im being a bit over dramatic?

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit