This is a song about "Being heartbroken"

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Im tired of being slepted on

For going on being

In my drawsring, ring, ring

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

I believed in a higher being.

And this will be the song that we sing

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

For going on being

My future now being burned

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing