This is a song about "To be young"

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

And peace to this young warrior,

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

I was taught since young to be free, see now what it's brought me?

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

A young grasshopper that's trying to skip pads

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running

Just dreamy young boy and i'll always be

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I just write that right by a mic stand

Too young to fully understand

Growen up to be a drug doing , no good for nothing , young age

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Young innocent black men have to stop and freeze,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties