This is a song about "Being 15"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I'm my own human being and i wish you could be seeing

Of being trapped with no way out are common in the ghetto,

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

So i started being a dick dont ask for help or advice

Instead of being stuck inside of my bed or whatever

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

Material girls can't call you, cause you deserve all from the honor

I'm tired of being on the bench wanna be a starter

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Theoretical whines about being hamlet in trouble,