This is a song about "We are young and free"

They vaguely decipher my language

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

I know that im real and i know who we are

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

You ain’t been around shit but your momma and your bitch

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

And peace to this young warrior,

Saturdays we young lavish-ing

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

These young dudes are gunna wanna be me