This is a song about "Be back in 100 years"

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Your career will be over in two years

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Ten years in an aluminum box

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Not even two years later i was back on the scene

No medal here, i'm well aware

Years back you believed that the world was fair

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

So i wistfully look back through all the years

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

Mathematic deconstruction systematic re-destruction yep, we back at it

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Pack the pastors in the back then euthanize all the slackers

Tell my children don't worry, i'll be back in a flash

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash