This is a song about "Senior year"

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

But, from a senior who'll be graduating next though,

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Arthritis in my wrist as if a senior man writes this

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Felt just like yesterday was a senior an still clean

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Track 3.) man of the year (man of the year)

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

When drunk i only drink beer

Plus i’m, the pimp of the year

May just gon' bring hobo back

Two hundred and a year a.d