This is a song about "The catcher in the rye"

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Stuck in the in the tub,

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

The realist in the game

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac

Like a small garage in your backyard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Beautiful are thou, africa

In the foreground while i'm in the

Helping the the position that i'm in

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin