Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone
Hell no, i can't lose when you softer than felt foam
A teen with ugly braces
She need now, she ain't never needed love
Your career hash tag, a teen magazine
Just before they seen my money in the green
Trapped in the projectsand the jury finds you guilty on all accounts
Often found at expense of softer rounds blasted at the fodder mounds
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Teen rapper admired , feeling flattered cause i'm living..
And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream
Been smoking ever since i was a teen
Second most common kill in a teen, its suicide,
Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Extreme scream coming from this crippled teen!
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