This is a song about "Jolly old hope"

Shake that laffy taffy, jolly raunchy rapper

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

These wack bitches getting old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Hope lurked, the most thirst, his old nerves won't hurt/

To soho, baby milo so dope

Everyday losing some source of hope

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

You see when i was 19 years old

And don't think what you're old

I say that the pool is closed

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

Clever and never surrender my hope