This is a song about "Old trucks"

We forever be real, we'll never fold

These faces and places are growing old,

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

And bijies like im out and

Back up on the old hunt,

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Sixteen years old with a old thang

High: that's why they call us planes

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

You see when i was 19 years old