This is a song about "But she was only 17"

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

All those fragmented, sputtered flowery words she was almost hearing

And last but not least please don't tell no one

But really, this was my only sole decision

If only support was found, so close to the hope when she whore'd around

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

But she was taken and you're the last i'd gone to,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

Oh how i hated everyone therethe baby lie here dying

Knew she was dying but with the mixes she kept buying

But it didn't matter, she was a good as dead.

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet