This is a song about "Farting on old guys"

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Probably caught on when a 6 years-old stabs someone in the dick

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

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

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree