This is a song about "Age"

No child should know what it's like to be an adult at such a young age.

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

And i doubt that ever change

Since she was a little age

At the age of fuckin three

Bitch, they call it motor city

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Mental images, vivid as a school-age collage

That's because i'm eighteen shit say i'm on my adult age

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Together all the timethought it was true love

Opposite of a compliment new age metropolis

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

They sayin' "fuck the mainstream" this era is a golden age,

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

I just found out that i was adopted at a young age,