This is a song about "Tig old bitties"

30 chains on, bet the light work

Like old mother hubbard

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Sixteen years old with a old thang

That's my old days role plays

Yeah hail mary full of grace

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Women front, they get its cold

These wack bitches getting old

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

High: that's why they call us planes

And don't think what you're old

All this paper i fold