This is a song about "You are the odd one out"

Shoulda hired the drop-out, cuz he was smarter than you are

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

You are one in the marathon

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

You were the one i chose, out of all the rest.

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

Are all bitten they look a bit shady i'm the only one out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

The stares only come off as an odd one like i left the #even's out

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

There you feel left out cause no one

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen