This is a song about "Being cheated"

Or the chick leaving

For going on being

Like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Im tired of being slepted on

I believed in a higher being.

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Nay-nay i cheated death, but i still got you stressing.

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Her last nigga cheated just like the other guys

She don't really care about anyone advice

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

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal