This is a song about "Being the odd one out"

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

Being beaten up to the one slamming others to the ground

No one likes being lied to.

Swear i'm trying to get through

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

The stares only come off as an odd one like i left the #even's out

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

Iabnormal ways/ the truth to why i have odd traits/

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

I'll take them all out one by one,

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Still waiting for the one day when i figure out my fate