This is a song about "Young tyke"

To liberate yourselves, africa

Young roy to another nigga

That's what rains for

That's that young sir rapper

Young king for the masses

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Living young and wild and free

But am i less holy

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

I was born in plights, the type that left me at four, torn, a tyke too forlorn to fight,

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

Yeah young kid, bout whatever

My records sell, yes sir

Too young to fully understand

I’m coming back like light-skin and