This is a song about "Were"

They like talking, its like gossip

My teenage years were fucked up,

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

We were losing our hope cause we were never oozing with dough

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Flow? were going in the unknown!

Little latasha sho' grown

You were gonna come to me

Summertime in the city

Were you naughty or were you nice? only time will tell.

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

Yeh, yeh, yeh coming from a time were

We about to set this bitch on fire

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

You were my lucky charm, you were my four leaf clover