He's like sixteen probably
Push a skateboard down the block pop an ollie
Pushing down the next road
Try find some green that he can smoke
He makes his way to the bus stop
Infamous spot, where the teens smoke lots
And ain't a person in sight
Until he spots a pretty lady on the bench by the lights
He's like "hey, you got any weed?"
She like "nah i got a pipe if you need?"
He like "you scratch the resin?" she like "uhh what you mean?"
He like "hmm let me see", she like "you can come with me
If you want to my mom's crib
She got weed and don't care that we just kids
So they hopped bus and they started crushing
Talking back and forth got both of them blushing
Yeah it's two teenagers,
Broken homes ain't got shit but a pager
Yeah saying f*ck all the haters
We'll be fine for now, and worry later
Yeah it's two teenagers,
Broken homes ain't got shit but a pager
Yeah saying f*ck all the haters
We'll be fine for now, and worry later
Yeah, fast forward couple years and
Something came true that every kid fears
She whispers in his ear, "babe I'm pregnant"
Jaw drops and the mind pause for a second
"Wait. So what we wanna do?" She said "babe I want to keep it"
He said "babe me too, but what we gonna do? like what we gonna do
No money, no car, no help when times due
Just me and you but we can get through"
Went from buying weed and coping 40's for the weekend
To a 9-5 and never sleeping
And slanging weed on the side for the cash flow
For their son now, their little rascal
Over 20 years now they've been together
Struggled through it all made it out the weather
Shaun and Heather, raised a kid greatly
He's in college but he's still their little baby
Yeah, and it all started at the bus stop
On a skateboard headed to the next block
Yeah it's two teenagers,
Broken homes ain't got shit but a pager
Yeah saying f*ck all the haters
We'll be fine for now, and worry later
Yeah it's two teenagers,
Broken homes ain't got shit but a pager
Yeah saying f*ck all the haters
We'll be fine for now, and worry later