"​The Young Man Has A Point (Nurture)" Lyrics

One, two, in the place to do (p-paw)
Here we go
I regret to inform you of you imminent demise
Men put your phones down, look your women in the eyes
Understand, let go your old plans (doo-doo)
Children hold hands, your new role demands that if you
Gotta lick a shot (brr), then aim for 6 o'clock
At least put it 22 when it jumps and hits the spot (d-doo)
An idiot could do it
Nice life. Be a shame if something happen to it (what what)
This solves nothing (nothing!)

True
Just thinking on the master plan
Steez drip like Faygo off the hatchetman
Burst into tears like Steve hearing Pile in Malden
There's a balm in Gilead, use it often
Syncopated Saturdays fill me like a coffin
Spit like Zadie Smith with a Jay Z lisp, or like
J.Z. Smith, you can take your pick
The point is my vocabulary pays my rent