This is a song about "Old bitchs"

Since i was a day old,

Hand to hand in the cold

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Your name is benny 19 years old

But for long time i had gone cold

Women front, they get its cold

And don't think what you're old

Is a space that now you hold

Shes only 17 years old

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old