This is a song about "Old otis"

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

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

I spit like an old sink

Young, handsome and focused

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

Niggas talk with limited service

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Is a space that now you hold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

We forever be real, we'll never fold

This irritation of life that's getting real old

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