This is a song about "Age of mythology"

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I get dissed and underestimated cuz of my age

I chose to make mistakes at the age of eight

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

You see i promised that i'd never change

Of carry regret as i prepare for the age

We might be back in this baby

At the age of fuckin three

Im coming of age but im still not mature,

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule