This is a song about "Young kidzbop"

Towards my young childhood

From hollywood to the hood

61. young money with laxatives,

She likes the way it hits her lips

Forever young and ghetto fabulous

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

And peace to this young warrior,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Young heart,with an old mind

The revolution has arrived

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Young money like drake and nicki

Lets come up to my city

I was young and running wild,

For that paper, i'mma grind