This is a song about "Im old greg"

In bed he wept and seldom slept, he deserved respect to learn the truth

Im not sad or blue im fucking black and red dude rip a rapper up like old news

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

When all i wanna do is show im a 15 yr old rebel

And don't think what you're old

Hand to hand in the cold

Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page

And im consumed with the abilities of old age

Old school til i die no reason to testify im satisfied by multi syllable rhymes

When niggas act bitch-made she got the heart to fightnigga my girlfriend, though we separated at times

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

You was to young a 18 year old

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

This irritation of life that's getting real old

These wack bitches getting old

And i drop top off in a hot cold