This is a song about "90 s"

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

Falling down a hill thats 90 degree steep, to nice, cant keep a little for my heap

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Changed the gear, i’m doin’ 90 on the freeway.

Bad, just like an 80's car

I don’t care where ya are

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

You know when your homie barely blink, he just done powder

I freestyled 90% of this and wrote it in less than half an hour

Goin 90 down the freeway

Rub my back, then let me lay

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Except that you wrote 90 percent of it.