This is a song about "Being amberific"

You're like normal, fuck being normal

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Or was i just a desolate being

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

I must not fear being insane

Balling, but it’s not a game

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

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom