This is a song about "Being retarde"

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

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Took the form of a human being

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

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

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Half your body laying on my chest

A childhood being depressed,