This is a song about "Old spice"

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Women front, they get its cold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

All day we blow trees, we'll spice your life up

Bitches is artificially duck

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

Niggas talk with limited service

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

For all the flips imma add a little spice.

And i drop top off in a hot cold

These wack bitches getting old