This is a song about "Bad person"

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

She never ready to go so she forever come

I preach to demons at your church, now i'm the newest sermon

Fuck ur wack bars u weak version of a mean person

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

I'm still searching, does that not make me a real person?

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

To be able to show my love in person.

I wanna be the odd person

I hit your block and we can box for fun

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Use to always be shy not a people person

Not a morning person, hell no

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low