This is a song about "Old ducks"

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

But for long time i had gone cold

These wack bitches getting old

And don't think what you're old

Hand to hand in the cold

You was to young a 18 year old

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

You see when i was 19 years old

After every show, a dream she hold