This is a song about "Young youth"

You dont know my name well im that gollings youth

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Future rests on our youth

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Tryna address issues to this generation’s youth,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

Taking the shots with, the gats from a racist obnoxious youth,

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