This is a song about "Im old"

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

These wack bitches getting old

But for long time i had gone cold

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Hand to hand in the cold

Since i was a day old,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

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

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