This is a song about "Naive"

A young naive obnoxious youth, the cops in hot pursuit,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

My verse flow like a wave clean the surface for the naive who used to crap like you have

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Young, naive, who slits his wrists, missiles hit to cock and shoot,

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Young, naive, who slits his wrists, missiles hit to cock and shoot,

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

I was young and naive and was surviving the times,

A young naive obnoxious youth, the cops in hot pursuit,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute