This is a song about "Old rappers"

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

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

First i have potential, now i got them answers

But if we'll talk about old-skool rappers

I'm the buster of rappers.

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Shes only 17 years old

Hand to hand in the cold

This irritation of life that's getting real old

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

These faces and places are growing old,

After every show, a dream she hold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old