This is a song about "Mean median and mode"

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

And all i pray is someone know what i mean,

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Step to the plate and get a taste, i'm in battle mode

Get ready to ignite

And i mean really write

The realizations of a brain in panic mode

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

So i rip it up and start a new mode and

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

And i hope for a future, but now i’m mean and cold

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

Such a comedian oncoming median traffic

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick