This is a song about "Being oblivious"

Being an alchoholic i fear,

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Plans consist of being successful

So pretentious with no potential

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

I believed in a higher being.

And getting money is the song i sing

Took the form of a human being

Now this is what i call an evening