This is a song about "Turning 16"

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

And turning our people to light, through prisms

Quick turning into that cocky kid

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Realized it ain't for me now i'm turning on to rap

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

Have heads turning on the scene, -what-

They like talking, its like gossip

Yo i'm turning back the time

Guess that means you can never be mine

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

They start turning psychotic