This is a song about "Being"

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Im tired of being slepted on

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I believed in a higher being.

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

But my brother got a year

Being an alchoholic i fear,

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Took the form of a human being

While you were sittin being lame,

My buzz is like cocaine

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from