This is a song about "Mundane"

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Whos just so mundane it makes you wanna just escape

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Because their minds are often bored with the mundane.

A flow as ordinary as my punches mundane,

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

The mundane acts of day to day without her just aren't the same.