This is a song about "Being russian"

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

And this will be the song that we sing

I believed in a higher being.

But thats the life of a human being

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

No i’m not being funny,

Cause you're most likely to crash

I was being an ass

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

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

And getting money is the song i sing

Took the form of a human being

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Walk right behind you being invisible