This is a song about "Young thots"

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

And i ain't trying to land

Young roy to another nigga

The science and the art, africa

These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

You a young jeff bridges,

On the slow jam of love

I was young and running wild,

From the womb, my newborn child

And men'll chase love

Young man so voracious

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

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