This is a song about "Being another aaliyah"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Time freezes, oh jesus do you see this, another man another weakness

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

I believed in a higher being.

Can't share another laugh, another kiss another clash

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Smoke one, spit another,

Poke out from behind her

My eyes open, another day another struggle,

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Fuck being counterfeit

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

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

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Bun b, i’m underground king

Took the form of a human being