This is a song about "Average"

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

They love me cause they love an average joe

They just need convincing like malcolm little

Thing is, i aint average, im exceptional

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

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

If challenged means im below average you got it wrong

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

And that will average out to about one good hour's sleep

Not the average new yorker, i'm dramatical author,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

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