This is a song about "Being brolic"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

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

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

For going on being

Took the form of a human being

Light skinned women, all sex everything

I was born to do the damn thing

For going on being

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Or was i just a desolate being