This is a song about "The 30 s"

The outline which you n****s out dated

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

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

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Go to s c take on the game cocks

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

It´s the battle of life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice