This is a song about "Being a nigga"

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

I believed in a higher being.

Bun b, i’m underground king

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

Visualizing being a college graduate,

My all gold rolly or the

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

Being a white knight ain't acceptable

I got rich from a little struggle

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

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

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

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

A childhood being suppressed,

Then push the milk on a slow bend