This is a song about "Lowest common denominator"

Mathematic denominator, i predominate dictators

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

It's common i fill my body with toxins you claim i darken

I find it common people misuse suspense

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Now you might think im common

Your thought provokes a a common cold

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold