This is a song about "The 2000 s"

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

You never play with young boys cause they never private

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

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

They at the same spot they making no progress

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,