This is a song about "Old people"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

This irritation of life that's getting real old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

He started cursing everyone, people he don't know both young and old

You see when i was 19 years old

Is a space that now you hold

These wack bitches getting old

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Yeah you know i got that work

Like old mother hubbard

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Then find it in a rope, some people never grow other than old,