This is a song about "27 year old"

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Man of the year muh-man of the year/

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

12 year old books going through your fuckin temple

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Going to east nexy year

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

Never will i ever utter never to myself

All these 12 year old bros turning into hoes, its so bad i feel like calling the

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Do not attempt to interfere

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year