This is a song about "Being messy"

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Or was i just a desolate being

I'mma let you hang chick

I’m being sarcastic,

A childhood being depressed,

Carol city or was it the west

Just the fact of being there

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

The time is now, on everything

I believed in a higher being.

Bloody, gory, messy murders. you should throw her in a burner

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

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