This is a song about "Sixteen candles"

Without a doubt, i was only sixteen

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Still the man with the pan

Sixteen years old with a old thang

The other is sixteen months and don't understand what i've done

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

Sixteen in lab cooking raps like jesus christ

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

And i'm im only sixteen

And i put you on the team

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Apples, been dapper, burning double end candles

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Sixteen bars to kill a rapper? bitch, you do the math.

Sixteen, got a whiff of that speed

Indubitably i'm too street