This is a song about "Being the blackest"

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

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

Just for me being weird in the past/

Believe me i'mma be your god

In the limelight being red hot

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

For being the absent dad in attendance

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

A poetic criminal being unjust toward the minimal.

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king