This is a song about "Emily walden being stanky"

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

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

Or was i just a desolate being

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

For going on being

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

My future now being burned

Long as she come to me first

Raised by a momma who, who

I bet it hard being you

A childhood being depressed,

Niggas in the street scared

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

As my record label nitpicks at this

Doing work and being progressive, impressive