This is a song about "I don t want to grow up"

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

To grow up in a perfect storybook fantasy

You don;t thin anymore

The shit that i spit is more

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

I start to build, and grow

And yall niggas the right flow

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

It's a battlejust for tha big money

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t