This is a song about "Average"

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Than the average but you won't have a cabbage

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

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

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

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Fuck boy steady puffin on average herb while im on magic

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

Than an average idiot

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone

If challenged means im below average you got it wrong

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

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