This is a song about "Young j is trash"

Im the only young j d-o

The boa know they loving the crew

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Heart is split in half and now my trash is filled with tissues/

At 36 yrs old she is way to young to go home.

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

But lil j is here to have words flowing off my tongue

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see