This is a song about "He is to old"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

He started cursing everyone, people he don't know both young and old

He is the greatest with no questions asked, he has made me so attached to rap.

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

This rap is golden i have to go in, get back in place if your actin bold

He says we have no technique, but who is he to critique

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Then he can just continue to be the little fucking bitch he is

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches