This is a song about "Retire"

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Let your body retire, tired of looking at you

Get ready to retire the thought of that is required

This a different motor man better go to work

After this battle you'll be havin to retire

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

They aren't any good so i hope they retire

Fuck with me you mine as well retire

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'll retire nxt and hang his jersey from the rafters

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

I retire your life like old folks at their profession,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I perspire too often i require an option to retire to talking