This is a song about "Old rappers"

But if we'll talk about old-skool rappers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

And this will be the song that we sing

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

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Tired of hearing rappers with the same old rhythm same old stupid opinions

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

I'm the buster of rappers.

The richest place on earth

All this paper i fold

Since i was a day old,