This is a song about "Common cold"

I used my common sense

After lebron, i'm what's next

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Nobody here is famous, we just got a common interest.

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

It's time for some change to commence

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

If a nigga didn't fake like them

A single so common

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Ketchup like a condiment, my common sense says

I teach 'em a lesson like common core,

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model

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