This is a song about "12 year old sluts"

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

All these 12 year old bros turning into hoes, its so bad i feel like calling the

More crazy than an eighty year old lady, who just made a baby in back

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

You think it's fair to have my 10 year old watch his mother die.

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

They said they remember me from last year, well that's the old me

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed