This is a song about "Babe your different"

You with your pot o' gold while i carving different cultures

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

But your golfing says different, your nothing short from cruddy,

I'm different yea i'm different

I ain't trying to be ignorant

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Drop the bottle babe and fuck like a #whore

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Why act like your two different dudes?

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

It's a roller coaster babe, and sometimes i catch myself throwing up,

Be different word to the gant bust sins right into your back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Well babe i've never felt this way

For a perfect mother’s day