We're designed, like snowflakes
In wintertime
But aren't kind, to those who may
Be different than us
Our hearts should go out
To more than just our own
We seem to forget
All of us have souls
Assumptions we have, never letting go
Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself
I don't believe we've met
Aye, the name's, Strange Child
I'ma stay strange and I'm straight wild
Beat finna knock, when it drop, I'ma milly rock
Pull up in a minivan I'm not in no drop top
Aye, most wouldn't recommend doin' it my way
Kinda got some people lookin at me sideways
The kid came through, and he reppin Yahweh
Now I'm finna do it for the rest of my days (Yeah)
They closed off like a lockdown
I've been built up, and I been shot down
Certain kinda folk, they don't want me round town
Don't like my approach, they ain't feelin my style
Yeah, aye, but that's okay that's okay
I don't care 'bout them Benjamins I don't make
Honestly bruh regardless of politics I'ma demolish it
Breakin down all the hate
Yeah, new, kid, on the, block
Three, minutes, on the, clock
Looks like, that's, all I, got
To tell yah what I'm 'bout, it's about, to drop
Yah feelin that?
Let's bring it back
Got the whole thing lit
We feelin that (What)
Yah feelin that?
Let's bring it back
Got the whole thing lit
We feelin that
Yah feelin that?
Let's bring it back
Got the whole thing lit
We feelin that
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, aye
Let's get it
Ohh, oooh
Ohh, oooh
Ohh, oooh
Ohh, oooh
Yeah I'm a Christian
Lemme make that explicit
But don't put the little "E" by the track
I'ma rap what I think finna make 'em listen
To all the words that I'm spittin
Backed up by word nothin different
Get a whiff of what I'm cookin up in the kitchen
I truly stand behind all these bars like I'm in prison
Finna drop out! (Nah I'm kidding) but I pop out
Christ took my sinnin and it's washed out, like shout
I don't care about no clout
I'ma do what I gotta do I'ma never tapout (You can't see me)
Comin and choppin it up, bringin the flow back
Old life, no Christ, I could never go back
Hold up, what, aye, okay, woah, okay, yuh, okay, yo
Gotta get bringin it back (Aye)
We know where it's at
Rap is a kind of attack
On what we consider wack
All they be thinkin is racks
But who cares about the stack
If you don't love what you to make it, that's facts
Each of us made kinda like snowflakes
All of us different in our own kinda way
Not a single pair that's exactly the same
Gotta stay strange, that's why I put it in my name
We're designed, like snowflakes
In wintertime
But aren't kind, to those who may
Be different than us
Winter's basically over, but I'm just getting started