This is a song about "Old mcdonald"

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

That's my old days role plays

Don't you fall from grace

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

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

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

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

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

But am i less holy

This old bastard will kill me?

You see when i was 19 years old

And i drop top off in a hot cold