This is a song about "Young youth"

So tell me why are we at war

Mischief youth spent bored trying to score

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

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

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

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

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

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

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Yes i really fucked up from my youth,