This is a song about "We young"

This is to my unborn child

I was young and running wild,

Please boo what's your size crazy

Living young and wild and free

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

Ships that sail to distant places

Young man so voracious

I was young and running wild,

Good help is hard to find

How the fuck a deal matter

That's that young sir rapper

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message