This is a song about "Common sense"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You're smart but lack any common sense.

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Unorthodox, intersects like incest, so in a sense,

After lebron, i'm what's next

The shit u say doesnt make sense

Always had a sense of doubt,

The sun's always out

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Ketchup like a condiment, my common sense says

But i have a good mind and common sense,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Makes sense cos im mourishly intense

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble