This is a song about "Being sexually abused"

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

I spent my whole life getting hurt and abused

But he don't rule a thing

For going on being

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I bled all over the fucking place worse than an abused whore

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

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Wouldn'ta fathomed this, originally abused his day to pray in corduroy gloves

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I believed in a higher being.

A break from what you hearing

In the midst of a fire pit

Fuck being counterfeit

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

If i had to choose, to win or loose, lets just say you would be abused.