This is a song about "Not be to old to rock and roll"

So hot when you walk i got to stop drop and roll

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

I write to be the best not no second place yea my flow will rock the whole place

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Give em a text and they down to rock

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

While gestapos stop, drop and roll, it's optimal to hide the mole

Had it with you avid trolls / if you pop up like were gamin' im playin' whack a mole

I started rap when i was like 12 years old,picked up a paper, pen and started to roll,

Now pass me the rock, and i'm bout to ball

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

And induct them into the mothafuckin' rock 'n roll hall of fame