This is a song about "Being misjudged"

Fuck it, im leaving

For going on being

A childhood being depressed,

Half your body laying on my chest

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

A couple of sprites but no beer

Being an alchoholic i fear,

But thats the life of a human being

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Took the form of a human being

And getting money is the song i sing