This is a song about "New age rap"

Through all the rain and the pain

Bring something new to the rap game

Edit words round to make a new rap creation

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Since she was a little age

With foreign names, valet the range

New day and age when i cant even spit.

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

I first new i could rap, knew i was good at it

Fuck no hell no this new generation of rap enthusiasts

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

At the age of fuckin three

I be gettin' money

But i'm preparing for my golden age

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range