This is a song about "Back to old school"

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Haunts us like ghosts, 'till they come back to the old,

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

Old school , og , chicano sound/ / cruzin to the 602 , holdin it down bird city knows

With grenades your flow is old school my flow is up to date, like a slut.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Going back to my old ways,my heart is a cold place,

Put expressions in their music and create the face

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Kid just go back to school and learn how to write rhymes

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

(it dont matter they just go back to the old whip)