This is a song about "Being disowned"

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

I was disowned by my parent,and leave alone

I'mma make it rain trick

I’m being sarcastic,

This time your homies ain't here you've been disowned

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

This is bigger than life

I enjoy being alive

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

That damier bag i bought her

Tell him to stop being vulgar,

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see