This is a song about "Teen death"

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Teen rapper admired , feeling flattered cause i'm living..

I was a fiend before i became a teen

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

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

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

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

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

I've been spitting bars ever since i was a pre teen

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

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

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Your career hash tag, a teen magazine

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen