This is a song about "Being the bestnflyer"

Will somebody please show me how

Yes i'm tired of being the villian now

A poetic criminal being unjust toward the minimal.

We original officially the most original

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake

It came so close to being the end

Half your body laying on my chest

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

The wall being the victim

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Let me hear that beat, air

Just the fact of being there