This is a song about "Being ignored"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I believed in a higher being.

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

Would spark ends, i ignored the hard alarm 'n' now man

For going on being

Fuck it, im leaving

Celebrities are whores, conquistadors dinosaurs ignored

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

But the note in his hand can not be ignored

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

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

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being