This is a song about "Youth"

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

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Future rests on our youth

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

You dont know my name well im that gollings youth

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

He was the truth representin the youth

It's a fucking bother, famished parents failed to save the youth

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

That the energy of youth is ever flowing