This is a song about "Young shootings"

Or something that you paid for

And peace to this young warrior,

And i need you to show me love

Young king for the masses

It's a battlejust for tha big money

So many shootings, their streets are armed heavily

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Yeah young kid, bout whatever

You can search but you'll never find

I was young and running wild,

Forever young and ghetto fabulous

Here i go again, searching for love

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

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