This is a song about "Life and being single"

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

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

And strange to think that i'm single again

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Then rinse and repeat on every emcee with one single breath

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

And if you don't not a single fuck was given

I wanna scream and shout every single fucking song i've written

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

Single mothers doing crack and drinkin', it's the hunger sounds,

Anoynomosse for just being a total pussy, if your 15 and don't understand real life yet

Rest in peace to my motherfuckin' biggie smallsthat's right bwoy, it's goin on, right herethug life god bless the dead