This is a song about "Teens dying"

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

And the pressure on us teens becomes immense

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Straight g thing, double m g thing

After all the times i preferred dying.

Im living every second that im dying

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

You know why us teens derail off of the track

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

And you wonder why poor teens wile and press the metal,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Fuckin' teens need protection,