This is a song about "Average"

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

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

Thing is, i aint average, im exceptional

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

If challenged means im below average you got it wrong

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Hottest spitta from new orleans, the average system right

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Than the average but you won't have a cabbage

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..

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

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

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

An average citizen i think not