This is a song about "Getting old"

And if i everest, i won't die old/

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Black woman you cold

Shes only 17 years old

After every show, a dream she hold

These faces and places are growing old,

The simple things in life were getting pretty old

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Sixteen years old with a old thang

Money long from here to japan