This is a song about "Young bloods"

For that paper, i'mma grind

I was young and running wild,

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

And burn you so bad bloods ask "you ok cripple"

Life should be like this, no bloods or crips, just a good night kiss,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I was young and running wild,

To my unborn child

But that's what he liked her

And peace to this young warrior,

Keep in mind we were so young

What up girl, tell me how you been

Young roy the fuckin man

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Young notable bout to go in!

Catch you up on places i've been