This is a song about "Young and balling"

Pay my haters not too much mind

I was young and running wild,

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

I was young and naive and was surviving the times,

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Young retards fill up my teams and

You need to stick to balling

I ain't with the talking

I've been balling those shots

Where would i be without my dogs

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Young innocent black men have to stop and freeze,

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Down and i knew it, i was young but i felt it