This is a song about "Young horses"

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

I was young and running wild,

In your case that'd be like four horses.

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Young roy the fuckin man

They be like damn

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me

My nigga, no hook

Towards my young childhood

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Young notable bout to go in!

Go for mine, that ball shit, pour ciroc 'til i'm nauseous

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

Young heart,with an old mind

You can search but you'll never find