This is a song about "Nostradamus"

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

Nostradamus couldn't be honest to tell me my future

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Published rhymes hopefully world wide call it nostradamus

Together all the timethought it was true love

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.