This is a song about "Being used"

For going on being

I'm doing the same thing

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Bring that shit the fuck back

I used my rhymes for bad

And we so used to being villains that we never listen

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

I tried to drown the voices with the drugs that i've used

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Influence i used to fight with

Or know them testament verses

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

I’m being sarcastic,

To accept we got shit i feel used

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute