This is a song about "Being misconcieved"

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

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

But thats the life of a human being

And this will be the song that we sing

Money ain't a thing

For going on being

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

If you thought it, it better be what you want

And not to be a freak girl, you deserve oral

You're like normal, fuck being normal

Don't want to be the king

For going on being

Took the form of a human being

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything