This is a song about "Being platonic"

Says money in the air

Just the fact of being there

Bun b, i’m underground king

For going on being

I’m being sarcastic,

I be on some other shit

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Fuck being counterfeit

I make them ho's strip

And this will be the song that we sing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Your being dismembered its clouded thought