This is a song about "Tig ol bitties"

Asking the same ol question, why are we all

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Ol' fiction ass nigga,

Who knows what the

Of the big ol' cock, fuck her in the park

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

We were so young,i was a ol' skool gang member

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

You ain't gotta follow the same ol' ritual

I'm making straight bitches pussy wet just like a noodle