This is a song about "The old testament"

The simple things in life were getting pretty old

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,

Tired of hearing rappers with the same old rhythm same old stupid opinions

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Back up on the old hunt,

Enforce, i'm elegant and

100 percent put the old to rest

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Crushing the old school artists like boulders

Talking about the god you serve

If you ever feel alone and

My streaks my testament.