This is a song about "Talentless old bitchs"

Since i was a day old,

But for long time i had gone cold

These faces and places are growing old,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

And don't think what you're old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Talentless scumbag/who spits on his fans/

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

I say that the pool is closed

Then those bitches who grew old.

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that