This is a song about "Cumming on old men"

Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool

Aiyo, this is rain shady on the beat bitch. we bout to do it vintage old school

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Not fucking enough to be contenders. just sad old men at home watching

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

And the old men snore at marshall mathers

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

And staying on your smell, uh, licing, twenty year old tween pimple poppin babies

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Lost men on front lines, crossed by unjust crimes.

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Look inside of my light find hope and maybe just quit, look inside of your

You wait and see little old me will be a star you’ll see, me on my world tour,