This is a song about "How old the earth is"

When i lyrically diss you with my vocal cords, you say no, no, restart that flow is too much

Over infatuated with old habits thats why im askin "how the fuck is this a challenge?"

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

But now that im surrounded by green, all i can say is fuck the old me,

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Now the old me is back

How is this the twenty first century

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

But still has the perverse to coerce the earth

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

He birthed with the girth that's shakin the earth

I should michael jordan these rappers

I don't care how old she is, i'm cool with fucking old whores

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours