This is a song about "Old trucks"

Black woman you cold

Shes only 17 years old

I say that the pool is closed

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

This should be illegal man

Sixteen years old with a old thang

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Then those bitches who grew old.

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Back up on the old hunt,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt