This is a song about "Being compred"

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Your new man got my respect

A childhood being depressed,

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Shit, in this white man's world

My future now being burned

For going on being

Questioning the whole meaning