This is a song about "I m fuckin young"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

Andy samberg: oh dang

Young roy the fuckin man