This is a song about "Being invis"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

And reflect on the rap game, i came

I must not fear being insane

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

A childhood being depressed,

Ever since my daddy left

She's cute but her forehead's big

I’m being sarcastic,

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Cause he just came home off of bid

Fuck being counterfeit

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Im tired of being slepted on