This is a song about "Interfaith youth corps"

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Before i'm gone, the secrets are not told to the youth,

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

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

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Do you care if the youth hears it?

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies