This is a song about "Turning 16"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

You can see them at the bars, on the stools and turning.

The morgue could afford just cause we was doing murdering

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Yo i'm turning back the time

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

What is society turning into?

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Wahlberg +shooter+, young flow fluid

Quick turning into that cocky kid

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Turning you bitches to splatter