This is a song about "Being wite"

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Plans consist of being successful

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Took the form of a human being

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

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

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

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

Or was i just a desolate being

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I'm doing the same thing

For going on being

Just the fact of being there

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

I must not fear being insane

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim