This is a song about "Being lonlye"

Searching for fortune and fame

I must not fear being insane

A childhood being depressed,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

It’s not a game, hold your dame

While you were sittin being lame,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

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

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I’m being sarcastic,

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit