This is a song about "Being amberific"

Bun b, i’m underground king

For going on being

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

And getting money is the song i sing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

While you were sittin being lame,

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

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

And i been all around the world

My future now being burned

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven