This is a song about "17"

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

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

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

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Motivation from medication, starvation from education

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Shes only 17 years old

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Am dope as fuck am 17 years old mc like ice tea