This is a song about "17th century"

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

I'm to of a hickory to make my victory a memory, or unknown like the past century,

Living in this century heavens doors aint closed but ill break and entry

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

(20th century demon man)

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Missy eliot she beat the twentieth century

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Ham ma living in the 21st century

How is this the twenty first century

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I plug my usb cable right in, hundred percent in a century

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I'm livin in the the 20th century