This is a song about "Jenna marbles"

I have no reason to live

I'm everything that they call nice

And i drop top off in a hot cold

These wack bitches getting old

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

But for long time i had gone cold

We know we always out

No reason to be around

Better yet they work my every nerve

She keep liking all my pictures

Im on another level rocking beads for a necklace

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

Only got your pictures left in a frame,

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

It's the wolf gang, golf wang

Sixteen years old with a old thang