This is a song about "Good old hockey game"

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

These faces and places are growing old,

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Pushing in my mama van

Sixteen years old with a old thang

Shes only 17 years old

All this paper i fold

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

And blast through the game, 'till i'm old but i'm still here,

You was to young a 18 year old

Where i from, it get cold

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Am in the game to make a change for the greater good

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

And blast through the game, 'till i'm old but i'm still here,