This is a song about "Teenage runaway"

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

My teenage years were fucked up,

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Cut the noose off my neck, black runaway slave

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Just wanting to runaway, and to at least win that race

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I'll be right back in a bit going to find a runaway and make her my bitch

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Maybe then he wouldn't make songs about stupid teenage shit.