This is a song about "Young niggas"

A legend have to bow, africa

Young roy to another nigga

And panned out, i'm all in love

Young king for the masses

Young lives and the garda

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

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

I was young and running wild,

The glare makes me hard to find

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me

Something worth dying for

And peace to this young warrior,

61. young money with laxatives,

Momma chillthug livin pay the bills