This is a song about "The 90 s"

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Bring that shit the fuck back

When you took my hand up so calm

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

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

Till the game`s over they are still watching me

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

But there's nothing else inside