This is a song about "Teen with braced"

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

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

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

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Got a bad taste from this hate-based race i hope they got their necks braced

Growing up is tough especially when your a teen.

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

As much as i wanna leave

Pumpin babies from teen ladies

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

As a teen was middle class, a bitter ass who pissed away,