This is a song about "Old chevy"

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And if i everest, i won't die old/

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

Ass shots is a plus

Sixteen years old with a old thang

You gotta let these shits go, man

Then those bitches who grew old.

Black woman you cold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

This irritation of life that's getting real old

Back up on the old hunt,

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant