This is a song about "Young kid chasing money"

The kid couldn't stick in class, the money made him drool

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Young kid rappers, kidnappers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

They be little, young, kid i am growing up

A young kid in it, enjoying life’s what he’s missing

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I feel my mind racing, cause i know that im chasing

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her