This is a song about "Being good"

I make female rappers look good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

That everythings fine, ok and good

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Fuck being counterfeit

I like to call that a quick flip

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

Or was i just a desolate being

Questioning the whole meaning

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

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

For going on being

Straight g thing, double m g thing

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good