This is a song about "Fifteen sun dance"

I'm a son of gun

Then, in the blazin sun,

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.

Really i was the one trying to dance

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

#thirteen with a #fifteen year old, like we're #eighteen,

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

I shine bright like sun rays

And pray for better days

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Fifteen and i'm a mystery/