This is a song about "Fuck youth"

Born a brute, hitting bongs n' zoots im lost in youth

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

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

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Do you care if the youth hears it?

They was on that mase shit

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

It's a fucking bother, famished parents failed to save the youth

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Mushrooms, a plume to pollute the youth