This is a song about "Average"

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Than an average idiot

And i'd rather die than be average but chances are i might

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

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

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

And i'm not your average rapper

Huh, i can't interpret her

An average citizen i think not

I can only imagine, uncle bob