Another party tonight I must be there Exams around the corner but that’s the least New shoes, new hairstyle must touch the streets I am young So why the need to worry about life I have years and years and years to live my life My bones are strong my flesh is tight I need to show no respect to the elders who fought the good fight Money is the pree don’t care how Friends have to see that I can drive nice car and live in nice house Read and write? No that’s not the pree Sitting in a classroom when gun and weed out a street Need to get rich quick and live my life I am young Mother and father can’t tell me where to plant my feet My friend died by the gun But I am still young I shall buy a gun and be the new don man Girls here and there that is the way I envision it Here today gone tomorrow? at the back of my head I am young I have all the time in the world Step out and sell my weed and trade for a gun One bullet