This is a song about "Teens"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Hey teens is me your leader miley i know yall starin at the computer,

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Cuz golly, you done made it through the fight while squabbling ali

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And the pressure on us teens becomes immense

Teens injecting themselves

Sweet, okay makes sense

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

The legs for treks of odysseys oddly gleams bright as molly teens

Fuckin' teens need protection,

Go where you ain't been

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Nothing is ever quite what it seems especially with teens