This is a song about "Being diffe"

Niggas in the street scared

A childhood being depressed,

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

My future now being burned

Nigga, fuck the world

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

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

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

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

I’m being sarcastic,

I regret some shit i did