This is a song about "Being a"

I have to remind myself, that i am still a human being.

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Was i overeacting just being a pessimist,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Being swallowed in a vac whole

Women at my pole

The latter being a constant misconception,

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

Or was i just a desolate being

And this will be the song that we sing

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Too afraid of being a loser

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Folarin said we 6 million and running

While i was being a burden seeming disgusting