This is a song about "17 with a pregant gf"

I'm determined to make a difference with or without assistance,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Accusation of being a felon cause i murder with my pack

Bringing the flow like rapids i'm a rabid writer with a habit

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

With devastating bombs originating a higher echelon

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

‘cuz you’re acting like a motherfucking fag with daddy issues,

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Burn rappers with a third degree... never agreed with the industry

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'ma knock 'em off like balance when you're riding with a saddle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o