This is a song about "When your strange"

When your sad angry happy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Your throat loves when you shout

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Why you change with your strange hits you arrange

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

But it was mass time, all on jesus land, almost too strange

It was mass time, all on jesus land, almost seemed too strange

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

Inside your mind is a strange flow,

Look how the buzz will grow