This is a song about "Thirty orbits"

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Now it’s your turn, spitting till your thirty?

The next thirty seconds i didn't understand

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

To put that into context autism usually gets you less than thirty,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Polygamy when ur thirty seems pretty

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three