This is a song about "Common courtesy"

I teach 'em a lesson like common core,

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

Professing they found one ready as this

And “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Commercially murk the beat with courtesy when i show up

He been waiting for his connection to come

Blossoms in my radius, common

I'm on the block as usual

We have nothing in common, poodle