This is a song about "Being the bestnflyer"

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

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

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

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

A poetic criminal being unjust toward the minimal.

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Just the fact of being there

Just the fact of being there

They tryin to say that i don't care

Just for me being weird in the past/

To reds i ain't know how to act

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

It came so close to being the end

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

Cause sporadically damagin' my reputation