This is a song about "Anomaly codensating exasperated iluminate laceration pariah savant volatile belittle berate elusive figurative hinder quirk receptacle reciprocate"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

This whole life is a statistical anomaly,

Cause ever since a child, he's had a volatile style

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

I crush metaphors, i'm a literalize very, i'm figurative, i'm metaphysical like

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

People standing in line, waiting for a chance to berate me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

There's no stopping me, i'm an anomaly

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

That the perched people will reciprocate this bitter hate/

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

You were too elusive and kept on making excuses

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I wanna rip you up, no don't just think that's figurative