This is a song about "Losing your youth to parenthood"

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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

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

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

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

Used to winning but losing is #hell

Got four underneath the old-school as well

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I feel like im losing the battle i want to win,

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

'cuz many of those black youth are born to die just after birth,

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

He's cruisin' like bruce wayne as a youth to prove his mixes,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus