This is a song about "Young kids bop"

And make ya head plop, bop, and stop cause we the rawest around

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

And then along came the wrong man for her

And peace to this young warrior,

Bout that green like baby bop

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

They bringing me fish and chips

Into all the innocent kids,

Stories we were told as kids

While scheming on hits

I walk around understanding the politics

When i was young i picked on the other kids