This is a song about "Being cill"

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

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

The time is now, on everything

Or was i just a desolate being

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

I must not fear being insane

I’m being sarcastic,

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

They tryin to say that i don't care

Just the fact of being there

A childhood being depressed,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I bet it hard being you