This is a song about "Getting kicked out at 14"

You got bord and wanted to go home but she got kicked out

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

You kicked it, surpassed all the crap and expelled it at last

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

At least my lines don't come out like yours-weak and malnourished...

Man i took it in stride, but was getting decent at it,

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

I need to get out there soon, the cash is getting away

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Kicked out by middle class communities, gentrification,

Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more