This is a song about "Being ourselvs"

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

I got that goodman game

While you were sittin being lame,

For going on being

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Just the fact of being there

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I bet it hard being you

I must not fear being insane

All the bitches know my name

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

But thats the life of a human being