This is a song about "Teen stressed"

Stressed out, ya you know im stressed out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

I'm a maestro who's simple and stressed, fuck...

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

You sleep in a nest you dissing are you stressed...

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

I was a fiend before i became a teen

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

But thinking bout grades gets me stressed

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Together all the timethought it was true love