This is a song about "Being retarde"

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

While you were sittin being lame,

I'll never call you bitch again

Just the fact of being there

A life where we don't need no welfare

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

But thats the life of a human being

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Plans consist of being successful

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

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Im tired of being slepted on