This is a song about "39 years"

Been on the streets for five years

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Your career will be over in two years

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Even if it took me years

I can taste the salt from my tears

I know some of those years

Been spending most our lives

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

39. i'm the key to the facts,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Occured everyday for the next several years

They say he the key to my blessings

I've been on this earth 20 years,

3m's on my new balance

Dear me, in about ten years