This is a song about "Young and mad and free"

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Despite all my fear, im a courageous child, young and wild, but praying to be free,

Handing out amnesia writers block and its free

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

The real muscle in the message of that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Cut it loose and let it free,

And now that i’m getting money

But im still young and the holder

See, i like the person that you are

For years like their degree

Young money like drake and nicki

Forever young and ghetto fabulous

Trying to get back to this thing called love