This is a song about "I old now try to hit me"

So now i try to define what i think is right

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Can't win with a passive attack

Try to hit us , we hit back

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Now the is the voice attacking me, i try to help but we just disagree.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Try to call me (try to call me)

And now i don't even try to get laid

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Now excuse me, i'm trying to make a hit/

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

And try to get me to say what you think i did!

I'll never be retro like a cool kid