This is a song about "Losing a special somebody"

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

And cook her so you can serve her in a special spicy burger

Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

You bet i bring a pencil, cuz my lyrics are so special,

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Im a special vessel

This is my thesis my minds a puzzle and i'm losing the pieces,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

The first time i wrote a clever line it was special

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Victim with a pencil, on a special level a rebel you a pebble so gentle

At least i can use my rhymes as a vessel to connect folks on my mental level