Special Education - Goodie Mob

[Verse 1: Big Gipp]They call him Gipp sagaIt’s the mutant, mister get downLive wire, words poke you like barbwireMaroon Range, sugar cane, oil stainsMy right leg longer than my left footPut stripes next to squares, still peel the circleSee spirits off of people, I don’t see colorI’m a special mind, yeah, a special kindConceived in the South at a special timeCovered in leaves of goldScripture