This is a song about "Old school"

So old school, makes sense i'm an artifact

To reds i ain't know how to act

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun

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

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

As an old school, shinobi, bitch you're gonna, know me

Old school nature trying to rap pacs twin,

They gon love me for my ambition

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Remixing classics, bringing back the old school flow/

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow