This is a song about "My yout"

Oh fuck, i remember i forgot yout son, he was hiding in the closet right,

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

This is my original, my validation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Or something that you paid for

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

My motherfucking doctor said i need a doctor

My summertime sunshine

Lady g, willy b in time