This is a song about "Common sen"

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Of fault and sins cause we lack common sense

It's time for some change to commence

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

He fights for a common ground to raise minimum wage

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Haven't it already bare in the common thief

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

I stay cold like common, blowin' with the wind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

But we can kick it sometime, we actually have alot in common

But i have a good mind and common sense,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears