This is a song about "Common cold"

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

I stay cold like common, blowin' with the wind

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

We have nothing in common, poodle

That’s only if they handle

Roll up niggas be like sex

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Your thought provokes a a common cold

For the outlawz, here we come

Now you might think im common

Ovaries and booties what do they all got in common?

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them