This is a song about "7 yours old"

Rappers please step forward

Leaves yours sitting on the curb

And don't think what you're old

Women front, they get its cold

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Like i'm a moldy old herb

I'ma part of yours i'ma tale of yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

My raps is better then yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

You old kicks won't find new chicks.