This is a song about "Being modest"

For going on being

Tell them niggas they sleeping

Fuck being counterfeit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Im tired of being slepted on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

For going on being

Straight g thing, double m g thing

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

I bet it hard being you

It's really not an issue