This is a song about "Being ginger"

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

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

I bet it hard being you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Being an alchoholic i fear,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

My future now being burned

For going on being

Fuck it, im leaving