This is a song about "Last year"

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

Naked woman rub my back

Two hundred and a year a.d

The failure of last year sure spelled the doom for me

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

But luckily tim changed my year

Shake it for the man of the year

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Ain't that your worst fear

Sing with me, sing for the year,

I been sober a fuckin' year

And never should you fear

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Last year i was unknown but now am major