This is a song about "20 s"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

It´s the battle of life

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

The outline which you n****s out dated

You should be cautious, kid

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

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

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

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