This is a song about "Old macdonald"

An old friend no stranger

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Shes only 17 years old

Black woman you cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

Sixteen years old with a old thang

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

These wack bitches getting old

All this paper i fold

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

This irritation of life that's getting real old

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