This is a song about "Young youth"

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Yes i really fucked up from my youth,

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Picture this, a little kid, middle class obnoxious youth,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

‘cuz being honest and moral doesn’t sell to the mindless youth,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Mushrooms, a plume to pollute the youth

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Earl, goddammit, i'm still in my damn pajamas

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

A young naive obnoxious youth, the cops in hot pursuit,