This is a song about "I m wight i m young i m australian i m straight dont crack do smoke weed"

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

We was high school peers, in junior high

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

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

Pose, click, pose, click

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

Real recognize real, real women dont know you