This is a song about "10 years marage"

Like 20 years ago, you know way back when,

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

In a few years you'll see that on tv

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

So, 50 years from now, check what i became!

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

It's been years, but my brain doesn't rot so fast

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

It makes me wish i was 10 years older/

You in debt to the game success is expected

Ten years till they forgot how my pen pierced,

Give me 3 years i'll have a good label

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will