This is a song about "Being ordinary"

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

For going on being

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Too afraid of being a loser

Just to let you know, you are

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Questioning the whole meaning

I believed in a higher being.

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

The latter being a constant misconception,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win