This is a song about "Average"

An average citizen i think not

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

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

But people everywhere think i'm your average guy

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

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

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

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

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

You feel it from your head to your toes

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

Thing is, i aint average, im exceptional

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

If challenged means im below average you got it wrong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb