This is a song about "Being platonic"

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Being an alchoholic i fear,

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

Just the fact of being there

I'm love stoned and i could swear

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Plans consist of being successful

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Fuck being counterfeit

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Or was i just a desolate being