This is a song about "Weird things"

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Just for me being weird in the past/

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

My home girl told me i got an issue

Call me weird coz i'm different to you

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

I know that my answers are weird, i'm aware,

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

My lyrics are weird not to everyone's liking,

Grow your beard out, just weird out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout