This is a song about "The human condition"

My soul was ripped open, exposin the human inside

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Took the form of a human being

And getting money is the song i sing

But thats the life of a human being

Now this is what i call an evening

About your condition,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Another human being laying cold on the slaughter plate

Human race conquered the earth, as if they are entering a turf

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

It's about bein' human and accepting all the flaws