This is a song about "Different"

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Those who do dare to be different/

The people over here think that we're different

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

We bout to do something different...

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

With such an ugly picture in it and

I'm different yea i'm different

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Maybe, my father would think different!

Secret society all we ask is trust

They told you itd be different

Through my teenager years, how was life different?

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

And different situations