This is a song about "Under 15"

My fake accent ain't the only thing i put down under mate

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Pushin the hotdog handcart with explosives strapped under it

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

And i know who started it , they were under their own spells,

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

We’ll take it under the huey p and expose you phony.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick

I flow like im under vents a mc with a temper 5 balls

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse