This is a song about "9 year old true love"

How we met was destiny, our love is honestly true.

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

10-year-old seeing his mother die is ripping my heart apart.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

She said it was my fault that he caressed my 9 year old body/

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

They said they remember me from last year, well that's the old me

12 year old books going through your fuckin temple

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

Yeah, the pains of growing old are physical but mental, true

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you