This is a song about "Farting on old guys"

I'm that new shit and you're that old fuck on the shelf

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

I been i feeling like, i'm back up on my old shit crazy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Mumblin' like the old man i see on the sidewalk

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

On no, you're 20 some odd years old and still a virgin

All this whilst you dribbling on some guys dick...

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Just a scared little prick picking on guys half his size

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

I'm losing supply up on high that no lie and i'ma bout to apply for my old guy

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry