This is a song about "Person the adjective"

I wanna be the odd person

On the bible you can run

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

It all depends on the person you want to be

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I see the same person but differently

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Malcolm is the kind of person

Magic city tipping them

The actual bitch of a person that hides behind my forever mask

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Discerning between a sermon and the life of a real person

Hittin' curbs and blastin' erick sermon drunk off english bourbon

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

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person