This is a song about "Old love"

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

And my kick game beyond crazy

This old bastard will kill me?

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Back up on the old hunt,

Where i from, it get cold

Since i was a day old,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Your name is benny 19 years old

Women front, they get its cold

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold