This is a song about "Being a"

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Blow up and being in a position

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

It ain't no hope for the future

Too afraid of being a loser

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Was i overeacting just being a pessimist,