This is a song about "Being mullied"

You're like normal, fuck being normal

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Questioning the whole meaning

I believed in a higher being.

And getting money is the song i sing

Or was i just a desolate being

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

I must not fear being insane

They think they bring that pain

For going on being

About the way i'm feeling

While you were sittin being lame,

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby