This is a song about "Emotional development teenager"

Through my teenager years, how was life different?

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Emotional or physically

This a different motor man better go to work

I'm on an emotional roller coaster with no shirt

Ain't there to help when caught in an emotional whirlwind

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

An emotional bruisin' that leaves you to yourself in seclusion

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze