This is a song about "Young flo"

Whether teddy or pat

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

You bull shit, look

Towards my young childhood

We don't ever make love

Young king for the masses

My all gold rolly or the

Young roy to another nigga

These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Good help is hard to find

I was young and running wild,