This is a song about "Garb age"

Y'all don't wanna wrestle with this new age future legend/

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Mental images, vivid as a school-age collage

You redundant, you never ever change

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

People followed but still looked down on age,

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

I chose to make mistakes at the age of eight

I get dissed and underestimated cuz of my age

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

Put my hand through the wall such a young age

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

With foreign names, valet the range

Since she was a little age