This is a song about "Young rebel"

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

And rise up and rebel against these forces like slave attacks,

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

Got the devils own luck/no more a rebel, grown up

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

That's why you burn in hell you aint a rebel

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Fuck rules i'm a rebel if you niggas didn't know

As i light one for ill will

And still being a rebel

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

You're trying to act cool you're just trying to rebel