This is a song about "Young youth"

You dont know my name well im that gollings youth

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Before i'm gone, the secrets are not told to the youth,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

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

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

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

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

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth