This is a song about "Let s kill the robots"

If only i could go back into the 80’s

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

Let me kill em in a second when i’m makin the best tunes,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

The outline which you n****s out dated

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

We hustle to survive

It´s the battle of life

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

I should michael jordan these rappers

And i got a little big, keep it low key

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,