This is a song about "Miss give me a k"

Alot of people call me young k for a reason.

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Always a jokester, stubborn as mule but i miss having you call me son

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

So lord please give me a good blessing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Split her carcass, such darkness to me is like a walk in the park, miss

I'd done stacked many

Your raps would just miss me

Always a jokester, stubborn as mule but i miss having you call me son

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Just give me a carrot gun

But i think i like that, just maybe

Kissy kissy did you miss me