This is a song about "10 year old kid"

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Yet to be moving like a 2 year old

These faces and places are growing old,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

They said they remember me from last year, well that's the old me

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

I say that the pool is closed

You was to young a 18 year old

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

And this the endso good luck with your career

I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

12 year old books going through your fuckin temple

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general