This is a song about "Being misconcieved"

A childhood being depressed,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Im tired of being slepted on

Pay dues like a hair salon

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

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

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

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

Or was i just a desolate being

And my wish is to have everything

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top