This is a song about "Norte 14"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Fuck oxygen i'm inhaling marijuana vapor

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

My potential is real, 14 and i'm able to spit this

We doin' independently, makin' fuckin' history,

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

Every exerted effort is ineffectual

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Only 14 years old still wandering and wanting to explore

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

14 years old and she's locked in herself in her room

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

A mystical technician with cynical ambition