This is a song about "Being warned"

And if you aren't with it, i warned you/

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

No one likes being lied to.

I'm after you bringing traffic through

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

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

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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

Got campaign going so strong

Then being abducted and gone.

Don't mean to be impatient

I was being patient

Me and my microphone could be one

Kinda like retards and being caucasian