This is a song about "Turning 16"

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

Does it disect all the chaos turning it to something greater?

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

But honestly it's just to keep their wheels turning

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

To keep your flame burning, your world turning,

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Rarely seein, barely breathin turning purple,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

No turning back now/ got my team on my back now

Because i'm turning over a new page,

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

Quick turning into that cocky kid

This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted