This is a song about "Average"

An average citizen i think not

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Average ain't up to par, you can't spar, lyrics are an ar

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Not the average new yorker, i'm dramatical author,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Now you can rip an average rapper not the rappin this track

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..

They love me cause they love an average joe

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Hottest spitta from new orleans, the average system right

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Hoes and bros and average joes chillin' like a sick villain,

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one