This is a song about "Teenager"

I grew up as a teenager in new orleans, word is bond,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Yeah we were doing okay as a teenager, now damn it's trouble,

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Through my teenager years, how was life different?

Girls dont wanna be near you like a teenager with chores

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

If another teenager whines about doing boring chores,

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Yeah we were doing okay as a teenager, now damn it's trouble,

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

Fast forward some years later, a teenager, this is fun sweet

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed