This is a song about "17"

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

So here i am at the store for some chips

From golden rings to them 17 inch rims

No longer fusses busting fuses like reality amuses

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I was 17 wen he kicked us 3 to the gutter the stupid mother fucker

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

You won 17-13 cause of all those fake fuckin accounts.

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

Shes only 17 years old

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Intoxicating, your now unsurprisingly assassinated

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick