This is a song about "Being mullied"

Plans consist of being successful

Ha, running rebel on another level

Im tired of being slepted on

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

But thats the life of a human being

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

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

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

For going on being

But he don't rule a thing

It's such a lonely world

My future now being burned

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being