This is a song about "Old skool"

And if i everest, i won't die old/

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

These faces and places are growing old,

But for long time i had gone cold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Black woman you cold

And don't think what you're old

Never gon' be old shit

Look inside my closet