This is a song about "Old farm trucks"

And i drop top off in a hot cold

You see when i was 19 years old

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

But for long time i had gone cold

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

And don't think what you're old

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

Is a space that now you hold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old