This is a song about "Seventeen"

I pop one, you pop one

Seventeen eighty seven

I'm still only seventeen but it like it's been a while.

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

I started out as a troubled teen, hit my prime at age seventeen graffiti an hip hop was my scene

I'm god man i don't even have to breathe, but your ass must be satan cause you're actin mean

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Take this back to seventeen seventy seven

So what im seventeen

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Wasn't till seventeen eighty

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

Like it's trifle, my skills are precise like a rifle how a sniper might hold