This is a song about "Old niggers"

This irritation of life that's getting real old

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

Hop off the bus

And don't think what you're old

All this paper i fold

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

This old bastard will kill me?