This is a song about "Slayer age"

We start young,we live life and hopefully die in old age

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

'' you shall come to your grave in ripe old age,

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

Hosted by great the king slayer, and it's kickin',

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

A slayer more optimistic but one word will turn me ballistic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Opposite of a compliment new age metropolis

With foreign names, valet the range

Since she was a little age

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Young nigga's call it slayer. im drinkin out my cup with gin, i'll eat later