This is a song about "Unorthodox"

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Unorthodox chatterbox in this paradox

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Unorthodox jukebox thats my course

They try to control the ghetto, but their methods are unorthodox,

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Too unorthodox for conformist flocks,

Where would i be without my dogs

Everyones rapping to unorthodox as orthodox

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

And you could check the record, i'm unorthodox,

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Kanye? we related. now ima prove to you with my unorthodox ways

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace