This is a song about "Weird girls"

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

Its not me who go crazy and weird

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Baby heading down a cloud

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

But got love for them girls

In 2 to 6 hours

Cassidy your different from other girls

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

My lyrics are weird not to everyone's liking,