This is a song about "Average"

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

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

They love me cause they love an average joe

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

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

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

And i'm not your average rapper

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

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

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

But people everywhere think i'm your average guy