This is a song about "Weird things"

Grow your beard out, just weird out

I must go like fly route

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

He's acting weird again, he's really beginning to scare me

Weird taughts on my brain, some still remain,

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name

And my nintendo, damn, that shit is actually hella weird

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

It would be weird if we dressed the same

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Just for me being weird in the past/