This is a song about "Old head"

You was to young a 18 year old

All this paper i fold

And don't think what you're old

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

But for long time i had gone cold

Since i was a day old,

Where i from, it get cold

Then those bitches who grew old.

These faces and places are growing old,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

You see when i was 19 years old