This is a song about "Adolescent"

But this adolescent mind of mine, turnin me from gold to mold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Fuck the biz apparent, odd future errant

Lessen the lesson to keep the adolescent

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

I don't got no money, adolescent currency

I'm an adolescent, i'm not heaven sent, here's my confession

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Im that adolescent mc whos attested, not to mess with no questions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

No matter the adolescent prospect perception perceived denied a dream

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I'm quite the adolescent specimen doper than mescaline