This is a song about "Different"

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Different stages, criticizing for different changes

Why you acting so different

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

With such an ugly picture in it and

Through my teenager years, how was life different?

If its a different state or different city?

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

That they lived it different

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Get blown like lawn leaves

Two different stories,

If you ever feel alone and

This time its different

Mentalities in a position to do nothing different

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust