This is a song about "Being successful"

It's such a lonely world

My future now being burned

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Give me awards, grammies, and let the crowd applaud

Just the fact of being there

They tryin to say that i don't care

Let my angel sing

For going on being

Y'all ain't doing shit

I’m being sarcastic,

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

My campaign for the top successful, signified with a lovely champaign,

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Track 9.) passed successful (look at me now)

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow