This is a song about "Being unpopular"

Im tired of being slepted on

When you took my hand up so calm

Why we gotta argue

I bet it hard being you

Plans consist of being successful

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

Or was i just a desolate being

While you were sittin being lame,

Then lost her faith again

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one