This is a song about "15 year old rapper"

She said it was my fault that he caressed my 9 year old body/

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Sicker and quicker and thicker are deing of the fixable issues

Im not sad or blue im fucking black and red dude rip a rapper up like old news

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

#thirteen with a #fifteen year old, like we're #eighteen,

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Hope to go seven 1000 year ago walking in hopes ravine

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Yet to be moving like a 2 year old

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold