This is a song about "Special k"

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Fallin on the ground thats where u belong ur nothin special

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Bitch i'm delivering newspapers-special delivery,

But mama, why am i so special?

Ha, running rebel on another level

Between us, i think there's something special

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

For sure, you were made special at birth.

We should fuck each others mothers

Very special to me

I’m tryna be low key

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil