This is a song about "Little old hat"

Since i was a day old,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

And don't think what you're old

All this paper i fold

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Sixteen years old with a old thang

Pushing in my mama van

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

Superfly, opposite of basic

Then those bitches who grew old.

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Faculty tripping come later to get your hat back

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag