This is a song about "Punks"

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

I dont fuck around with no lame punks,just go ahead and say my name once,

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

Fucking checkin punks want to become a dumb

He been waiting for his connection to come

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Engraved a new route so you piercing punks can stay in your lane,

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city