This is a song about "Tig old bitties"

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

After every show, a dream she hold

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

And i can't help but notice

Like old mother hubbard

Fuck what you heard

These faces and places are growing old,

But for long time i had gone cold