This is a song about "Being ourselvs"

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I bet it hard being you

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

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

Your new man got my respect

A childhood being depressed,

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

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Fuck being counterfeit

I believed in a higher being.

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

While you were sittin being lame,

Balling, but it’s not a game