This is a song about "New"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

You kids are new,youve been in the new ages

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

And all the shit you went through

But fuck you i'm practically brand new.

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

Bullied in school, noting new,

Made some new friends did some new things with glee

Third ward general, young cash money

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

We're done, same old thing isnt nothin new.

Azzy upon this but its nothin new/

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo