This is a song about "No first kiss"

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

He vanished just like a fad, no kiss, no phone,

Who hasn't even got a kiss

Ships that sail to distant places

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

I,the first layer of self esteem. and there ain't no prayer to make it clean.

Benjamins dipped in stripper love no kiss or hugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

First time to lose in a wide margin, from my penetration he's no longer a virgin

Ukrainian giving dome top craniumass shot jeans like she painted themt-raw niggas try to favor him

But no girls wanted to teach me how to kiss

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

My first time i may stuff up by tellin a story that has no end yet