This is a song about "Age aint nothin but a number"

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

Trust me it aint nothin

She all on my skin

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I consider myself to battle like a lion. man you aint nothin keep tryin but quit

When i pull up in that candy range

Since she was a little age

Here let me start off by sayin there aint nothin to be ashamed of rap aint nothin but an

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

Cuz i learned in life bein a faker dont do nothin but put you in

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

For being 20 years of age, shit i aint doing so shabby

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit