This is a song about "We re young and trying to make it we trying to get some papet"

You get too big and here they come trying to,

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Please sugar don't come alone

Im trying to make myself known

Now kid had to make some moves trying to get his own wheels so he could drive to school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

But i let off everything i have

She trying to get bent like light when it hits glass

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Artists are trying to make a profit and wack statements,

Trying to get with me

But am i less holy

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Am trying to raise da bars high who's trying to jump nd get it???

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring