This is a song about "A trouble white teenager"

When it's trouble, they "blocka" and fuck a life

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Girls dont wanna be near you like a teenager with chores

Yo this raps just like a horror film, youre the victim in trouble

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

You tried fight the trouble but despite the hurdle, you died to a psycho's love...

Momma always said id end up a trouble maker

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

Has trouble even under a fair sail.

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Fast forward some years later, a teenager, this is fun sweet