This is a song about "Old bitches"

Black woman you cold

Then those bitches who grew old.

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

These wack bitches getting old

You was to young a 18 year old

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

And don't think what you're old

Where i from, it get cold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

After every show, a dream she hold

That shoebox shit, over with

Flexin on these bitches