This is a song about "Young death"

Give a mic the kiss of death

Baby i’mma mess, mess

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

I was young and running wild,

Jimmy back me, child

They at the same spot they making no progress

Like shadows in the valley of death

You made me wanna

Young lives and the garda

I was young and running wild,

The revolution has arrived

Young heart,with an old mind

This is to my unborn child

Kobe bryant married that young chick

She's cute but her forehead's big