This is a song about "The youth"

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

Influence views til they change, ill put the youth in a rage

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Do you care if the youth hears it?

Told you camp lo was my favorite

And they thought drugs were killing the youth (ha, ha, ha, ha)

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

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

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics