This is a song about "Tig old bitties"

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Since i was a day old,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

That's my old days role plays

Slight work, light work

Like old mother hubbard

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

You was to young a 18 year old

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

I feel my work ain't enough

High: that's why they call us planes

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

I say that the pool is closed