This is a song about "Being back"

You can't tell me shit

Fuck being counterfeit

But i murder him first

My future now being burned

But thats the life of a human being

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

For going on being

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I'm just back to being lyrical, the only criminal for slaying the king

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Time to go back, i guess i liked being a corporate clone.

Look around: we the largest in the game

While you were sittin being lame,