This is a song about "17 year old men"

Have you ever met a fifteen year-old more lyrical/

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

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Not fucking enough to be contenders. just sad old men at home watching

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Left a 12 year old me with his whole world shaken/

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Don't sell out to any faction that make you billboards for the mad men

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them