This is a song about "Legacy of ancient greece"

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Book of poetics, like ancient relics when i rhyme

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

An ancient myth... born upon a shaky cliff

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

We keep em in our hearts, safeguard their legacy/

Rapping is my only remedy about to leave a legacy

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

At least i'd have some sort of legacy, a chance to ever blow it,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot