This is a song about "Young rolla"

I was young and running wild,

The glare makes me hard to find

Is there any love

You a young jeff bridges,

Cause i’m back on my grind

I was young and running wild,

Keep in mind we were so young

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Let's enjoy our younger years

Young kid rappers, kidnappers

Young money like drake and nicki

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young

My bitches fuck me good

Towards my young childhood