This is a song about "Young swae young swae"

Towards my young childhood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

You a young jeff bridges,

Always knew where the pot was

And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

I got a lot of manners

Young kid rappers, kidnappers

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Too young to fully understand

Them niggas newbie bang

Young roy the fuckin man