This is a song about "The golden age"

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

But now i’m at the age where i can understand the price

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Ima go on this rapping quest and find the fucking golden chest

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Dont matter the age or sex long as they view it

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

And im consumed with the abilities of old age