This is a song about "Being retarde"

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

My future now being burned

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Fuck being counterfeit

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Being an alchoholic i fear,

We put a wreath on niggas' career

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven