This is a song about "1920 s music"

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

That gal want me ride har

Bad, just like an 80's car

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

I just wanna make music,

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress