This is a song about "Being an islander"

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets/

I'm an entity unseen like aliens unknown being causing you dark dreams

For going on being

Let my angel sing

I believed in a higher being.

Tell them niggas they sleeping

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I’m being sarcastic,

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Took the form of a human being

And my wish is to have everything

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Fuck being counterfeit