This is a song about "Teen issues"

I call em up, they might fall through

But my issues where to cruel for you

Been smoking ever since i was a teen

Just before they seen my money in the green

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

Life's difficult, my issues have left me analytical.

Niggas die over shoes

And i have trust issues

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Extreme scream coming from this crippled teen!

A teen with ugly braces

On the slow jam of love

A far reach from them rap dudes

Had to deal with all the issues