This is a song about "Old schhol flavor"

Where i from, it get cold

You was to young a 18 year old

You see when i was 19 years old

Women front, they get its cold

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

These faces and places are growing old,

Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor

Dizzy wright on they bout to bring the flavor,

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

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

The truth shall be told

Shes only 17 years old

I'm larry david, gimme my paper

Taste it she's my favorite flavor

That shit got no flavor claiming you the lyrical saviour please

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze