This is a song about "Common sense"

Now you might think im common

Shit, we don't believe none of them

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Your thought provokes a a common cold

He taught me how to write spit and fuck up those with no common sense

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

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

Nearly homeless racist ignorant people, not making sense,

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

Ovaries and booties what do they all got in common?

Of fault and sins cause we lack common sense

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Roll up niggas be like sex

The shit u say doesnt make sense

Blossoms in my radius, common

Until my flesh hardened so pardon