This is a song about "Being btter"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Took the form of a human being

I just got one request, stop breathing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Money ain't a thing

For going on being

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

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

I bet it hard being you

I'm after you bringing traffic through