This is a song about "Common sense"

And everybody's having sex

The shit u say doesnt make sense

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Blossoms in my radius, common

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

I find it common people misuse suspense

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Ketchup like a condiment, my common sense says

We have nothing in common, poodle

She all that i can handle

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Always had a sense of doubt,

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out