This is a song about "One of akind"

Illogical one, i'm hallowing your bottles of rum

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

One moment he shows signs of being mature

Hold up, maryland, i am so tour

From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

You're one of the family?

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Gain experience the oppression of one

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Now i am one of your biggest fans

Know it good when she go no hands

Then i said i had enough

The one who em talks of