This is a song about "Young loi"

Towards my young childhood

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Young man so voracious

Thought this was forever love

Keep in mind we were so young

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

61. young money with laxatives,

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Because your pops wasn't anxious

Young king for the masses

Yeah young kid, bout whatever

This the newest wolf gang member