This is a song about "Not fitting in"

In him i'm not afraid!

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

But not me im star gazing in amazement

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

And here's a fact not mentioned in physics

Till its feeble and manipulated, fitting to our core

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

Not a care in the world

Long as she come to me first

Both: this the perfect plan

Fitting ya without ma gang

Fitting of my eminent stature

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I'm a son of a gun

And not in the kitchen