This is a song about "States of matter"

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

And then along came the wrong man for her

And no matter where all of my friends go

Where they find me, 16 on death row

We got young people's lives at stake

In three states you're accused of rape

Matter of fact jacobs ladder collapsed,

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Or will we matter? in the end, this rendition of life

Invades states, degrading babes,

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Only a matter of time before we get fucked up,

It wasn't a matter of my cannabis passion!

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin