This is a song about "Tig old bitties"

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Plottin' don’t even worry

This old bastard will kill me?

I say that the pool is closed

These wack bitches getting old

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

I was born to do the damn thing

Girl, i put in that work

Like old mother hubbard

This irritation of life that's getting real old

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

And don't think what you're old

I miss the better days

That's my old days role plays