This is a song about "Being the man"

Throw your gun in tha air

Just the fact of being there

Pushing in my mama van

Im the motherfucking man

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

The illest i wrote man

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

The latter being a constant misconception,

Couple years later they had my brother

At the thought of being popular

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Being a bad man these days is so overrated,

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

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot