This is a song about "I m 23"

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die