This is a song about "21 centeeie"

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Now i'm 21 and being schemey like charles lee

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

I'm only 21 i got my hole life ahead

21 years of this life and he's still takin shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Inner medication, meditation, innovation and mental serenity

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

21 straight wins at the event

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest