This is a song about "Being a teen"

I'm not what i seem, don't try to be mean on screen just a troubled teen

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

See i came up from the bottom as a hassling teen

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

In my head this story starts off when he was just a teen,

I've been spitting bars ever since i was a pre teen

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

But i have the nerve to serve a teen to get my cream

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

As a teen was middle class, a bitter ass who pissed away,

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Your my queen and even though i'm a teen