This is a song about "Youngster"

It'll pop out the fucker and puncture this youngster.

And then along came the wrong man for her

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

Been throwing up c'z since i was a youngster

Now that's six cops found on that ground

As a youngster no one around

Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette