This is a song about "Young niggas want pussy and paper"

Maybe im young but i know exactly what i want.

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

And i want that fucking crown, can you niggas understand

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Pussy niggas fight for a dame, i fight when the disrespect came.

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

It started with a pen and paper,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet