This is a song about "Being succ"

I’m being sarcastic,

How bout we blow this bit

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

About the way i'm feeling

For going on being

Being an alchoholic i fear,

Which made me have to wait like leap year

While you were sittin being lame,

All the bitches know my name

Just the fact of being there

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

A childhood being depressed,

Hold up yea we the best