This is a song about "21st centery"

Ham ma living in the 21st century

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

These buggle popers say,theres a reason for the 21st century

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

They say nothings ever free

We living in the 21st century

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner