This is a song about "Struggling as a 14 year old dj and producer"

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Have you ever met a fifteen year-old more lyrical/

And i guarantee you'll have a hard time struggling,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

On no, you're 20 some odd years old and still a virgin

Two hundred and a year a.d

Goddamn, the boy's back

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

May i ask that you cut the wack shit? sound like a 12 year old,

A writer, producer, actor, rapper, an emcee

And i got a little big, keep it low key