This is a song about "The 2000 s"

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

2000 plus, and hes still on top man

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Go to s c take on the game cocks

I let you know you dealing with dogs

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

On this prom of the year 2000 added lonely thirteen

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

I really can't under what s the fighting for

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore