This is a song about "Old rap"

These faces and places are growing old,

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

They call me say, word

Like old mother hubbard

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

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

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Gangsta rap started to influence me first , old school rap is next , eminem was the best

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

After every show, a dream she hold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old