This is a song about "Old folks home"

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

I've got some folks in low end

At 36 yrs old she is way to young to go home.

I'm definitely in a class of my own

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

Old folks smoking out of their nose on the episode of ode

Lucifer's back with his mixtapes, dropping fire, y'all waiting folks,

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

But some folks struggle to be seen, the freedom of gays

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Move along folks, just another rapper tying to get a deal

Aight elite for real one take dawg and i'm up outta here