This is a song about "Them being roasted"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Im tired of being slepted on

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Point being don't rap about problems, rap about solving them

I believed in a higher being.

And how it feels to feel that feeling

This bounce beat shit

I’m being sarcastic,

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

Saying they this and that

Fuck being counterfeit