This is a song about "Shotta youth"

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

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

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

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

‘cuz being honest and moral doesn’t sell to the mindless youth,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

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

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Mischief youth spent bored trying to score

Not one j got a pair or more

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

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

Future rests on our youth

Kill the jungle let the cats loose