This is a song about "Special containment procedures"

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

The dream team is very special

I am the giant no containment/

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Killed her like i'm special ops/

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.

But mama, why am i so special?

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Everyday less special people kissing,

She's on my line like i'm fishing

You bet i bring a pencil, cuz my lyrics are so special,

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

So much damn potential, but wastes it on saying "i am special"

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental