This is a song about "Special ordinary things"

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens

Reason that gentle men grew to ordinary citizens

Everyday less special people kissing,

I was born to do the damn thing

And just when you thought you were so damn special/

So pretentious with no potential

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Is just the beginning to our special evening

Its special, im the opposite of gentle

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

When i kick rhymes you pick lines to call yo special

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

But mama, why am i so special?

You all niggas ain't even on my level

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

And u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay