This is a song about "Sixteen weed"

Sometimes i think, what i need

Put up and smoke that weed,

Cause they right down the street

Sixteen, got a whiff of that speed

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Have no souls indeed

My guy got all the good weed

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I got a dollar and a dream

And i'm im only sixteen

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self