This is a song about "Being modest"

For going on being

Fuck it, im leaving

Or was i just a desolate being

Questioning the whole meaning

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

I’m just a super easy modest mc, okay?

Where's my inhaler? i think i'm gonna puke

Modest dude, i'm honest, the cops in hot pursuit,

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Im tired of being slepted on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

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

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see