This is a song about "Being picked on at school"

Being wit you, life feels at its peak,

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

For going on being

Money ain't a thing

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Not get picked on cuz the colour of her skin

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Picked the worst career to be stable on, cable's on

For going on being

Tell them niggas they sleeping

People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

At school with no group, marginalized out to be a loner

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir