This is a song about "The old me"

We forever be real, we'll never fold

I'm the king of england france was getting old,

Not like in the good old days when you looked up at me an said

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

This 15 yr old fag has a son, are you kitten me?

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Ever since there reality touched me at 12 years old/

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

They said they remember me from last year, well that's the old me

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Old me, always new me, changes, it ranges in insanity reality, me

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

This old bastard will kill me?