This is a song about "It s 2015"

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

See i let my nigga split that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.