This is a song about "Teen mother"

A teen with ugly braces

But you hate them navel kisses

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

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

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

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Your career hash tag, a teen magazine

Mother, o my mother!

That i will leave earth with her

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Your developmental league don’t see a team

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

See i came up from the bottom as a hassling teen

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