This is a song about "Average"

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

Thing is, i aint average, im exceptional

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

I'm just your average matter a fact i'm pass that shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

And i'm not your average rapper

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Alas im past average in fact im a bad ass kid

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

I'm above the average rapper cause this is crack i spit