This is a song about "Being amberific"

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

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

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

Long as she come to me first

My future now being burned

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Took the form of a human being

I just got one request, stop breathing

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Fuck being counterfeit

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I believed in a higher being.

Tell them niggas they sleeping