This is a song about "Being retarde"

I believed in a higher being.

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

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

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

You're like normal, fuck being normal

And not to be a freak girl, you deserve oral

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

My future now being burned

Im tired of being slepted on

And i'mma show you how the south was won

While you were sittin being lame,

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

For going on being

In my drawsring, ring, ring