This is a song about "Rather be"

Rather be bumping the batter

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

I bet homies went on google to search the reference i previously made/

Caterain't nothing faker, rather be alone than a traitorbrain delivered straight

I'd rather fuckin die than be alive and feel dead

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Unlike these rappers who rather dress-up than be a rapper

I'd rather be in chains as i taste the flavour of the tub,

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

When i'm alone, i'd rather be with you

Well i say fuck that i'd rather be grimy until i lay in a grave,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

We on a world tour, wale your man

To be honest i'd rather just here and jam