This is a song about "It is ok to be different"

She say all men treat her wrong way

And it is not ok, but hey,

Will it really be that different when im gone

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

To be specific now my mission is how to fix it,

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

That is new to me its has been passed done from different

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

It is to be a lone gun/

I don't trust no one

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Death of my father is soon to be felt / how it is to be dealt ??/ is the

Killer escaping, gone, but she said it was would be ok

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I know peace is a rarity but it doesn't need to be,