This is a song about "Young and weak"

For that paper, i'mma grind

I was young and running wild,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Young gifted and black born to win

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Young lives and the garda

Who knows what the

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Weak and wicked camoflauged as killers how they speak and kick it

Leave's me weak and im blind

Pay my haters not too much mind

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for