This is a song about "6months of age"

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I touched down in 77'. figured out i would not last by the age of eleven.

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Opposite of a compliment new age metropolis

And im consumed with the abilities of old age

While half my mental belongs in a cage

For being 20 years of age, shit i aint doing so shabby

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

I chose to make mistakes at the age of eight

Im coming of age but im still not mature,

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature