This is a song about "Fourteen"

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

Sorry for all the likes, i'm only fourteen, still a teeny

Under love. for fourteen this is what a man should look like.

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

Where would i be without my dogs

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

Blood flows from her because shes not even fourteen,

Down in miami, with a super ho team

Ever since fourteen, things a different routine

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen