This is a song about "Being masculine"

I believed in a higher being.

And this will be the song that we sing

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

I must not fear being insane

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

Just the fact of being there

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air