This is a song about "Old timey abraham lincoln"

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Ya spend a abraham on 'em, you meet a new enemy,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

Shes only 17 years old

Where i from, it get cold

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

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Then those bitches who grew old.

All this paper i fold

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

While working on my mistakes

And you all will respect that

Never gon' be old shit