This is a song about "Rap ist nichts mehr mit oldschool classics"

No car key and i mean that

They told me i can't rap

You, you, you have to pay for that

Still unravelling rap

Droppin' classics, sinnin' like catholics, burn ya ashes,

Earl, goddammit, i'm still in my damn pajamas

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Said it already, my classic rhythm brings back classics/

When we're done we'll sit back, hip-hop release the classics,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

The only from my section trying to make the classics,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Released the classics and would later go on to rock the bells,

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

They forgot the classics

Look, need to call it quits