This is a song about "Teen age life"

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Extreme scream coming from this crippled teen!

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

In my head this story starts off when he was just a teen,

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

I was a fiend before i became a teen

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

A teen with ugly braces

Been smoking ever since i was a teen

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes