This is a song about "Being weird"

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Weird taughts on my brain, some still remain,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Just for me being weird in the past/

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Seeing trippy colours people giving us weird looks

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

Its not me who go crazy and weird

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Everybody says i'm weird, when my face appears

Grow your beard out, just weird out

I've got nothin' to worry about