This is a song about "17"

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

You got 2 and 17 as you record, what the fuck?

Dealin' with it 1.3 miles wide and goin 17 miles long?

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

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

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

And i need you to show me love

They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor

Don't disturb the procrastinating, masturbating, pelvis breaker,

It's like i'm 17 again

If a nigga didn't fake like them