This is a song about "Average"

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Thing is, i aint average, im exceptional

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

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

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

An average citizen i think not

If challenged means im below average you got it wrong

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

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