This is a song about "We are what we are"

We are on the fucking cusp

If you feel it, it must be real just

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

We are bred by consumerism

No, no, we are not those

Here they keep a rachet close

Inside we are coming in a

You're fucking with me, nigga

What are we to do when our days are in a deep grey?

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

And still got my nike boots

We are a bung of goons,

Odell beckham we are the giants/

And trying to start today with arguments

We be in the party like we own that bar

We goin' hard, we're goin' far, that's who we are