This is a song about "Urban teen pop music"

Growing up is tough especially when your a teen.

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Just before they seen my money in the green

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

Urban inner-city ghettoes, where you've never got a minute,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

And stab them in the face, and im only a motherfucking teen

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,