This is a song about "Century"

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I'm to of a hickory to make my victory a memory, or unknown like the past century,

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But they got a nigga bonded up like the 19th century

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I'm livin in the the 20th century

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I may be the illest emcee to be born here in this time of the century

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Missy eliot she beat the twentieth century

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

(20th century demon man)

These buggle popers say,theres a reason for the 21st century

Not that this ain't lucrative, but i just need your energy