This is a song about "Thomas paine common sense"

It’s starting to make sense

Wish i could shed all these tears

I can do it all and it ain't no problem

Blossoms in my radius, common

It all makes sense you see?

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

When common dropped resurrection hip hop exploded

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

Ovaries and booties what do they all got in common?