This is a song about "Fucked teens"

Running around the corner, darting past rows of teens,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

You know why us teens derail off of the track

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

And young teens how get shot at gas stations for loudest music,

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

He isn't in his middle teens, his voice sounds like he's hundred

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Ive killed 218 babies 2180 teens 21800 men and 218000 slutty hoes,

I'm mental, it's instrumental

I fucked a bitch and i fucked her anal

You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt