This is a song about "Old man"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Like old mother hubbard

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

A 99 year old man stuck in prison i come the ashes

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

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

And don't think what you're old

Mumblin' like the old man i see on the sidewalk

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

This irritation of life that's getting real old

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed