This is a song about "Blinded youth"

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

It's scary when blinded, i wanna find a companion

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Blinded by beauty, films, and thick asses,

I try providing 9 to 5, i'm blinded by this rhetoric,

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

By pressin on keys with blinded eye pokes,

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Tryna address issues to this generation’s youth,

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

Picture this, a little kid, middle class obnoxious youth,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news