This is a song about "Silver beings"

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

Finding that silver lining

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

They stay sippin liquor inside a silver chalice

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Thinking on meaning of beings

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

And served it to the public on a silver platter