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

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

That the demons are free and that they gon take my soul

I was young and running wild,

Uh, this what's been on my mind

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see/ live yung n wild n free/

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

For we are awakening and learning the truth"

Ok just listen up a little

My rhymes are free and abysmal

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Reevaluate your rights and think things over, are you free?

Living young and wild and free

I’m a hustla, baby