This is a song about "Being accepted"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

You accepted who i was, and my weirdness that came along

About the way i'm feeling

For going on being

Being superior is my favorite hobby

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Or was i just a desolate being

Pushed down and ain't accepted any town

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit