This is a song about "Being an islander"

Small, but you talkin' big

I’m being sarcastic,

Light skinned women, all sex everything

I believed in a higher being.

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Fuck being an architect and kissing ass,

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

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

They was on that mase shit

Fuck being counterfeit

An unseen being casting universal curses

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.