This is a song about "Dom youth"

Mischief youth spent bored trying to score

Or something that you paid for

You getting mad cause i'm no generic white dom kennedy,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Yes i really fucked up from my youth,

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

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

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

‘cuz being honest and moral doesn’t sell to the mindless youth,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos