This is a song about "Emotional development adolescence"

Development to try make it intelligent, irrelevant. signs of the subject

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Im emotional but i take pain call me a soldier bitch,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Emotional or physically

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

I've reached my emotional limit

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Yet it's crazy his rap development was never arrested

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Early in the development "special" list,my flows are pestilent known to leave

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace