This is a song about "Rebellion teenagers"

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

It's just repeated words coming out of every teenagers mouths,

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Life for teenagers here is nothing but a puzzle,

Intxicated rebellion gonna bust a bottle over your head bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Teenagers askin for a cigarette

When i am at school i do not go near other teenagers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Rough weeks, and teenagers would kill for arousing prospects,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears