This is a song about "Common cold"

I'm cold on the cold turkey

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

It's common i fill my body with toxins you claim i darken

Now you might think im common

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

Skipping class and growing cold

I say that the pool is closed

They at the same spot they making no progress

Ketchup like a condiment, my common sense says

But i have a good mind and common sense,

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

We have nothing in common, poodle

As i light one for ill will