This is a song about "Me being a badass"

Or was i just a desolate being

I just got one request, stop breathing

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

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

A childhood being depressed,

Ever since my daddy left

And still being a rebel

As i light one for ill will

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Did hip-hop create a monster, or have i always been this badass?/

Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted