This is a song about "Old spice"

After every show, a dream she hold

This irritation of life that's getting real old

But for long time i had gone cold

And don't think what you're old

These faces and places are growing old,

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

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

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Your name is benny 19 years old

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

I've murdered so many verses its getting old