This is a song about "Different people"

The people over here think that we're different

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

It was different version and a different style.

That they lived it different

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

If you ever feel alone and

I'm different yea i'm different

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

And different situations

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Same shit different day with a different bitch

If its a different state or different city?

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see