This is a song about "Young god"

Mama made her pretty

Living young and wild and free

I was young and running wild,

Their sayin on my mind

And he didn't die when i was young - god forbid

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

Who knows what the

Young lives and the garda

Keep in mind we were so young

I'm caged up in state prison

Young money, d-town's all star

'bout to get my other car

All we need is convienient love

Young man so voracious

I am much better

Yeah young kid, bout whatever