This is a song about "Only 14 still my raps are hot"

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Some rappers are hot, some cold, it's two different weathers,

Punch lines are mediocre, and his raps are bad habits,

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

My raps are a bit continuous.

But i guess that shit's just tough love

My raps are nothin but dope.

Shout ymcmb, mmg we run the globe

But that's only in the future, y'all cold as hot chocolate,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

You're raps are bare there's nothin there, real rhymes are rare

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

But me and my brother never made it out school

My raps are like an ocean while your rap is like a pool

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

But he is still 16 years old a young guy whose raps are mold