This is a song about "March 9 she turns 13"

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

It turns out your'e the opposite

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Its me she craving, she aint waiting,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

It turns out your'e the opposite

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

And that i spent the night with her

She never felt a shoulder colder

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

When she sees me she might have babies

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

I stand up for my rights and march, oh these people judge,