This is a song about "Being mullied"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Plans consist of being successful

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

What preceded was the clue

I bet it hard being you

But thats the life of a human being

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Tell them niggas they sleeping

I believed in a higher being.

I'm mental, it's instrumental

You're like normal, fuck being normal

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Being an alchoholic i fear,