This is a song about "We be"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

We should be up in anarchy

Cos we can't know to lark so we can't be judging

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

We be ballin' hard nigga, we dont teach lessons.

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Ever since my daddy left

And we may not be perfect

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

We forever be real, we' are made of teal

Think we might be entering another recession

My position improving, not to mention

Throw your money in the air

We be loven every where

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Of a lucid life we could be livin'.