This is a song about "Farting on old guys"

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Let me mine you until your vagina is wet enough and fill your mind with pleasant thoughts

I tried really hard on this one guys, took me a super duper long time to write because

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

Trying hard to speak and

Back up on the old hunt,

Until someone gives a try on a old record,

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Old folks smoking out of their nose on the episode of ode

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

I'm everything that they call nice