This is a song about "Summers still on the fence"

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Because our exams become the challenging fence

They're still hustlers on the fast track moving asap kid,

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

And still puffin on trees thats the loudest ounces/

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Societal freaks still prided on spinning the leek, how tragic

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that