This is a song about "Young glo boyd in here"

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

Whirlwind in my halls/ falls here/

I dont really shakespeare

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

We start young,we live life and hopefully die in old age

Not a crack in my voice, this young nigga so poised

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Young notable bout to go in!

So if it comes down, may the best man win