This is a song about "Being classy"

I believed in a higher being.

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

But still i'm constantly being hated,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

For going on being

And i'm being motherfucking abnormal.

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

You know that love is a very serious thing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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