This is a song about "A young boy"

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Now watch as a young nigga unfold

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

My pockets got paper on paper

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Im a young brotha with a cold flow

You can pick the next room

A boy taken for a goon

A young fox on his grind so steady

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy