This is a song about "Being retarde"

Fuck being counterfeit

Your best sentence was doing your bid

Im tired of being slepted on

Angle these beats like a pentagon

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Questioning the whole meaning

I believed in a higher being.

For going on being

A break from what you hearing

Took the form of a human being

And how it feels to feel that feeling

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being