My GF had neighbors like that. Fortunately her apartment complex didn't put up with it very long. 3rd time they had the police there for a noise complaint, the kids were gone.
I understand having fun, but the kid needs to grow up a bit or get a nice house in the suburbs.
When I was that age, I was doing similar things. Only I was in my own home town, in my native country. My father was still alive and very available for guidance and perspective. And I wasn't making bank. And I wasn't nearly as high strung to begin with.
It's a strange period in his life, no doubt. But IMO, they're the golden years. I would recommend not growing up too fast. You can never go back.