This is a song about "Hipanic teen relationship involving drugs"

Your my queen and even though i'm a teen

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Kind of practical that this relationship

Trying to get back to this thing called love

A teen with ugly braces

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Extreme scream coming from this crippled teen!

I started smoking for gatherings stuff involving tribes,

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Triangular relationship the case was congruence