This is a song about "Being misconcieved"

The time is now, on everything

But thats the life of a human being

Plans consist of being successful

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

She say she love me more than anything

Raised by a momma who, who

I bet it hard being you

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Just the fact of being there

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

America will find a way to eliminate the problem

I'm the sushi king

For going on being

Im tired of being slepted on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong