This is a song about "Being disowned"

An unseen being casting universal curses

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

For going on being

Don't want to be the king

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

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

I was disowned by my parent,and leave alone

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Too afraid of being a loser

Fuck it, im leaving

For going on being

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing