This is a song about "Average"

Lifting your bitch like blaine - what a shame she's an average jane

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

I'm rockin' average joe shmoe's regular clothes

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Name, like he's the champion, an average kid/

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

And i'm not your average rapper

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

So unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

Thing is, i aint average, im exceptional

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

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