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

You're nothin' but a cheat, and a liar, and a fake,

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit

This is like love, that you can never get

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

So you guess they sayin you don't act yo age but dets a blunder

Trust me it aint nothin

And picture me rollin

I guess that age was fine but that was a long time

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

But your nothin' but a cookie cutter, no tone, no throne, you're an amature and it shows

Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang

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