This is a song about "Old age football"

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

And even now my mind tries to delete the memories of an old age,

While half my mental belongs in a cage

'' #you #shall #come #to #your #grave #in #ripe #old #age,

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I get dissed and underestimated cuz of my age

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

But looka the future’s super football star, he’ll hopefully be picked,

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

And im consumed with the abilities of old age

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

We start young,we live life and hopefully die in old age

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,