This is a song about "How to be original"

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

I dont care how hard its gonna be to fit in

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

But i'm ready to teach how this country seems to be

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

How it feels to be sundered from your lover because you blundered

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

It’s how i became who i was supposed to be