This is a song about "Retire"

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

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

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

After this battle you'll be havin to retire

At first it was my job to love you, but after this, i'm gonna retire.

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

They aren't any good so i hope they retire

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Get ready to retire the thought of that is required

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Man its fine ill be good in the morning got some women who are dyin to performing

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

Fuck with me you mine as well retire

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire