This is a song about "Getting old"

This irritation of life that's getting real old

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

You see when i was 19 years old

Hand to hand in the cold

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

These faces and places are growing old,

Never gon' be old shit

Or let the mob handle that

I'm the king of england france was getting old,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Then those bitches who grew old.

Where i from, it get cold

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

Sixteen years old with a old thang

Since i was a day old,

But for long time i had gone cold