This is a song about "Being wierd"

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Why we gotta argue

I bet it hard being you

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

You, you, you have to pay for that

Fuck being counterfeit

I must not fear being insane

All the bitches know my name

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Just know fame has a price, lose everything