This is a song about "Traits"

Let's pretend he never was judged on facial traits,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

I'm a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict traits

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Iabnormal ways/ the truth to why i have odd traits/

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

They say i have formidable traits

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Some may confuse my happiness with negative traits.

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Let's pretend he never was judged on facial traits,

When she loses traits she lies and she loses pace in speech pattern with a huge change

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange