This is a song about "Dieing young"

How beautiful are thou, africa

Young roy to another nigga

Young ones dieing, now thats just sad to see

A military mind mean money

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

Keep in mind we were so young

Baby you're the one

And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Niggas steady dieing in the shy