This is a song about "Old gregg"

There's crack, there's crack

Now the old me is back

Is a space that now you hold

Then those bitches who grew old.

Sixteen years old with a old thang

So all the hustling for nothing man

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

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

These wack bitches getting old

But for long time i had gone cold

This old bastard will kill me?

To them it's just a story

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

After every show, a dream she hold