This is a song about "Youth court"

Then keep your change like an oink machine

I am walking around the court sippin lean

Once i get in the court.

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Time to get dressed up cry at court

All you need is your passport

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Born a brute, hitting bongs n' zoots im lost in youth

They getting nice, they got some ice

Court side seats with the franchise

Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Picture this, a little kid, middle class obnoxious youth,