This is a song about "Old san juan"

Then those bitches who grew old.

Women front, they get its cold

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

I'm don juan in this and when i've done won and shit

Where i from, it get cold

Since i was a day old,

I spit like an old sink

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Can't wait to take this shit to san francisco

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow