This is a song about "Pre quandum lep"

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

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

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

See i dont need a rap thats pre

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Faded, your rhymes are prehistoricaly pre-dated

Somethin like a legend so i pre-meditated,

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

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

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

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean