This is a song about "Young girl"

She should have invited her

Yeah young kid, bout whatever

I don’t care where ya are

And peace to this young warrior,

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

61. young money with laxatives,

Young roy to another nigga

To liberate yourselves, africa

By a brotha who was hopeless

Forever young and ghetto fabulous

Young king for the masses

Because your pops wasn't anxious

Young man so voracious

I think found where your mind was