This is a song about "My old addrss"

I force myself into my old self again,

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

Fixing old cracks from my life like paved pavements

And i ain't never plan to be famous

16 years old taking care of child that wasnt my own,

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I earned my stripes like i stole some old sneakers

Stand for something or die in the morning

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

When i was 9 years old i had my humble abode,