This is a song about "Being yoursel"

Or was i just a desolate being

With a note there and im thinking of reading

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

For going on being

I'm the sushi king

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

Being an alchoholic i fear,

Fuck being counterfeit

Could be applied to this shit

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Just the fact of being there

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Took the form of a human being

Im tired of being slepted on

When you took my hand up so calm