This is a song about "Aye young tay"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Young money, d-town's all star

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Aye it almost got me 6 feet

And peace to this young warrior,

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Aye solve, asap why yo song is whack

The jager in my cup is licorice black

I was young and running wild,

From the womb, my newborn child

Or something that you paid for

And peace to this young warrior,