This is a song about "Being blackr"

I’m being sarcastic,

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

I bet it hard being you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

As my record label nitpicks at this

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

While you were sittin being lame,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain