This is a song about "Old rap"

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

After every show, a dream she hold

The truth shall be told

Shes only 17 years old

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'm purging old habits of studying these rap charts

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Old school nature trying to rap pacs twin,

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

These faces and places are growing old,