This is a song about "Classic guy"

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

Turned into the good guy

Three j's took me this high

Hopin hes the right guy

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

The masses, every time our albums are so classic,

Classic literature buff, used to watch wishbone.

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Im just that type of guy

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Cause it's time for a change, i'm the classic estrange,

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Trying to become i.t guy