This is a song about "Pre quandum lep"

Faded, your rhymes are prehistoricaly pre-dated

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

My rhymes pre-cise, i'm too much for you, like weed's price.

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

I've been spitting bars ever since i was a pre teen

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

But yo still held back in the pre-school, so your crappin nursery rhymes

It has nothing to do with the game’s pre-release budget

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

Somethin like a legend so i pre-meditated,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Third ward general, young cash money

See i dont need a rap thats pre