This is a song about "Average"

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

And that will average out to about one good hour's sleep

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..

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

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Than the average but you won't have a cabbage

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

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

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Hottest spitta from new orleans, the average system right

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

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

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good