This is a song about "Being the heir of a drug empire"

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

I'm tired of being on the bench wanna be a starter

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

Dismissive like we miss the principle of being a good citizen.

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Throw your money in the air

Just the fact of being there