This is a song about "Emotional development teenager"

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

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Through my teenager years, how was life different?

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

I've reached my emotional limit

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

An emotional bruisin' that leaves you to yourself in seclusion

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery

They were my influence to write dope,hard,emotional raps every day

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

Fast forward some years later, a teenager, this is fun sweet

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat