This is a song about "Being bisexual"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I believed in a higher being.

The last time i dreamt about, two girls bisexual

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

You all niggas ain't even on my level

And i'm being motherfucking abnormal.

And i ain't never left

A childhood being suppressed,

Bad rap, cuties claim

Being broke is to blame

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

For going on being

I was born to do the damn thing

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being