This is a song about "Being wite"

And not to be a freak girl, you deserve oral

You're like normal, fuck being normal

I bet it hard being you

Niggas that guided me through

For going on being

Money ain't a thing

A break from what you hearing

Took the form of a human being

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Or was i just a desolate being

The time is now, on everything

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Being an alchoholic i fear,

Pay dues like a hair salon

Im tired of being slepted on