This is a song about "17"

I used to sell them things in triangles

And ya i got 16/17 voted in ma battles

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

My mama smoked so god damn much

I need a 17 bra manage

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

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Intoxicating, your now unsurprisingly assassinated

The truth shall be told

Shes only 17 years old

Motivation from medication, starvation from education

Now everybody smoke to it, for this is, the celebration

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

Had to d up like all in a titty cup