This is a song about "Teen mom"

When you took my hand up so calm

Well go cry to your mom

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Might seem like little hype and i'm wasting my teen years

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

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

I was a fiend before i became a teen

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

A teen with ugly braces