This is a song about "Old love"

Trying hard to speak and

Back up on the old hunt,

And if i everest, i won't die old/

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Never gon' be old shit

You know, work that

But for long time i had gone cold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

After every show, a dream she hold

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

I've murdered so many verses its getting old