This is a song about "Ordinary guy"

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

No ordinary her mom i was throat fucking, my dick she was whore sucking

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I would call you gay, but it would just be like an ordinary day,

Turned into the good guy

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Hear the rambling in the sky

Trying to become i.t guy

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

A flow as ordinary as my punches mundane,

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

No cursing killin off the bus with this truck cause he's an ordinary person

Hopin hes the right guy

I wonder why, i sit and cry