This is a song about "Being resurrected"

Bun b, i’m underground king

I believed in a higher being.

Im tired of being slepted on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I’m being sarcastic,

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Niggas in the street scared

A childhood being depressed,

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

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

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

I feel resurrected but kcb was underestimated cuz the whole crew separated

Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here

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

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

But it was africa the continent we all came from