This is a song about "Average"

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

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

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

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

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

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..

But people everywhere think i'm your average guy

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

Than the average but you won't have a cabbage

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

I turn savage when rappers are half average

Or something that you paid for

And i'm not your average rapper