This is a song about "Being brolic"

To dream is to live life’s full potential

Plans consist of being successful

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Took the form of a human being

I was born to do the damn thing

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I just got one request, stop breathing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

While you were sittin being lame,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Or was i just a desolate being

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing

My future now being burned

Shit, in this white man's world