This is a song about "Being insicure"

Bun b, i’m underground king

For going on being

Fuck being counterfeit

Razor grips, laser spit

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

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

I bet it hard being you

What preceded was the clue

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Now move a little bit to the left

A childhood being depressed,

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Being an alchoholic i fear,