This is a song about "Being emo"

And phlo finister teaching me how to hide my emo-tions

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Or was i just a desolate being

And she takes them cuz she doesn't know how to speak emo-lingo to tell them

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Mines is family over everything

Took the form of a human being

I wish i’ll never see you again

While you were sittin being lame,

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

My future now being burned