This is a song about "Teen death"

I'm hoping i confess

That's all u need is death

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

I'm not what i seem, don't try to be mean on screen just a troubled teen

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Your my queen and even though i'm a teen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,