This is a song about "Stress teen"

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

And stab them in the face, and im only a motherfucking teen

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Express stress expect less

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

Fondly carressing stress,

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Been smoking ever since i was a teen

Be the king, that was part of my dream

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

The stress i relieve is the stress i retrieve

Kids giving their parents bad stress

I'm hoping i confess

Undespitable best extreme teen regime, you scream for more

And all that deep shit i was previously down for