This is a song about "Burn age"

And im consumed with the abilities of old age

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

Burn this magget, now that's it

I be on some other shit

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Opposite of a compliment new age metropolis

We start young,we live life and hopefully die in old age

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

Lift off from minimum wage, before i get caged until old age

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

But i'm preparing for my golden age

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Said her hearts, in a cage

Since she was a little age