This is a song about "Youngin"

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Murdering this game all ready as a youngin' which is rigorous

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

I know you seen the crib, now she sees the youngin' rhyme

Well this youngin' taking it back to old school

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Got it from my youngin plus a 4 pound with it

Since a youngin i've always had this dream

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see